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Post by YukiTen on Feb 6, 2012 17:16:01 GMT -7
Amaya retracted her small hand and backed up a little bit, her intense eyes now focused on something else. The floor. The beautifully in attractive linoleum floor. The odd-textured, fake wood, beautifully unattractive linoleum floor. "Nevermind.." she said softly, walking past the silent giant.
She felt...rejected, almost. It was an odd feeling. She didn't like it. It was too strange, too different to the subtle yet dismissible feelings she normally felt. Again, she didn't like it.
Kneeling down in front of the giant pile of yen that nobody thought to pick up, she hordes a few bundles of yen and stuffed it into her satchel. "I'll be leaving with you three," she stated blandly, her words directed at the animalistic trio. She gave Yuki a stern look.
"What?" the albino snipped, crossing her arms as she worked her way up to her feet, returning the smaller girl's look.
She said nothing.
Yuki rolled her eyes and padded over to her neko-boy of an uncle, leaving Kiba all useless and sad in the middle of the floor. "Waiting on you, Jisan."
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Post by Gracie-kun on Feb 6, 2012 17:50:18 GMT -7
[When I read about Amaya sulking off I imagined Rage with the most panicked and heart-broken look on his face, and proceeded to laugh my ass off. XDDD (Rage: QAQ) D'awww]
Vell popped the rest of the cake slice into his mouth, chewing. "Wakatta, wakatta," he muttered.
After Amaya had shuffled past him Scythe had almost given Rage a very displeased look. How could he just ignore her like that? Sure, he was shy, but that didn't mean--
That's where his inner scolding stopped.
Rage was staring after Amaya with a stricken expression. Scythe could only describe it as that of a puppy who'd gotten kicked by his for doing something he'd thought was good. Rage wasn't just shy - he was introverted in the most extreme case.
Boys his age got nervous talking to girls. In Rage's case, his problem lay in NOT talking to them. He couldn't tell her he was sorry, he couldn't explain his reasons for his actions, he couldn't say that he liked her - it was the most damning handicap a boy taking an interest in a girl could have.
Rage was still looking on sadly as Amaya started following Yuki and Vell out the door.
[*huggles Rage* It's okay, Momo-kun. TAT]
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Post by YukiTen on Feb 6, 2012 18:04:35 GMT -7
[D: That's so mean. Poor Rage. Lol]
Amaya tossed a calm look at Rage over her shoulder, a twinge of sadness in her own purple eyes. She didn't want to analyze his expression - so she didn't. Instead, her purple ears twitched in defeat and she left with her three stooges for companions, shutting the door behind her.
"Maa, onegaidakara!" Yuki exclaimed, stretching her body out in a star shape and heading down the narrow apartment hall. She itched at the base of her neck, yawning a little.
Kiba wormed his way up beside her, following her like a nervous puppy. Vell was just barely in front of Amaya, walking along lazily. She sighed as softly as a mouse and closed her eyes for a moment, following along.
"Yuuuuuki, why're you so mean?" Kiba asked poutingly, his smug, bratty look emphasizing his words.
She ignored him. "Ne, jisan, didja hear something?"
Amaya shook her head in mild disapproval.
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Post by Gracie-kun on Feb 6, 2012 18:26:05 GMT -7
WHUD.
"I can't believe you," Scythe said once the door was shut. Between his comment and the others' leave, Rage had promptly slammed his forehead into the kitchen table. Hard. "Being timid is one thing - you're borderline stoic."
WHUD.
"She's getting the wrong impression because you're too afraid to show your feelings around Amaya-san. And you being you, you can't just explain that away. Heck, you can't even confess."
WHUD. WHUD. WHUD.
Scythe came over to Rage and pulled his head up from the table. He sighed and rubbed the red mark on his friend's forehead to soothe the self-punishment's injury. "Don't literally beat yourself up, it's just an expression. -_-"
Rage sat there and stared at the table, feeling pathetic. Why was he reacting so strongly to this? It was irrational and childish. Amaya had looked upset, sure, but that didn't mean this one little misunderstanding would ruin their friendship, right?
...Right?
...
Sweet Kami on a dumpling, it just might.
"No it won't," Scythe assured him as Rage tore at his very short black hair out of sheer hopelessness. The older man smiled a little encouragingly. "When she comes back, just be nicer to Amaya-san? Don't ignore her. Even if it's downright embarrassing. Ne?"
"..."
Vell pocketed his hands as he ambled along languidly. "Somebody's annoying mutt's yipping from somewhere. Otherwise, I hear nothing, my dear niece. <_<"
[Vell's going along with the ignoring game. XD]
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Post by YukiTen on Feb 6, 2012 18:50:43 GMT -7
Amaya breathed slowly.
"I guess. Sure ain't mine. She's at home," Yuki replied coolly, walking along and continuing to ignore the poor feral boy beside her. "Probably pissin' on something. Haha, Kakashi-tousan's shoes." She laughed warmly, amused with the thought.
"That's scent-marking," Kiba muttered, stuffin his hands in his pockets.
"Tha'td be funny. For about five minutes. Then Kakashi'd get rid of her or something," the albino continued.
Amaya let out a cold breath, padding frozenly behind everyone.
What did she do wrong? What made Rage look away from her like that? Why was that boy so damn shy? Why wouldn't he open up to her? Especially her? Why? Was she just to weird to talk to? Was she just weird? What? Goddamn it. What and why?
She shut her icy purple eyes and ran a hand through her course purple hair, her long, sharp purple ears twitching violently. She did not like this at all. She felt rejected, lost, confused, and alone. Because of the opinions and behaviors of her roommate. When did she get so unnecessarily sensitive? She frowned deeply, opening her eyes an glarin ahead of her as she went along.
When did she feel something towards a boy?
[Awwww :x]
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Post by Gracie-kun on Feb 6, 2012 19:05:30 GMT -7
"Not a total loss," Vell said petulantly. "Having no dogs in the house for once would be kinda nice. Then again, I don't want Onii-san mad, so I guess that mutt pissing on his shoes wouldn't be such a good thing," he sighed. He was thoroughly enjoying ignoring Kiba. It was the one think he and Yuki could do comparatively well together.
"Vell-kun!"
"Oh God dammit. =_='' "
Kugomi came to a halt in front of the foursome, blue eyes bright. "Ohaiyou, Yun-chan, Kiba-kun... ... ... Chibi-chan," she said slowly when she did not recognize the small purple haired girl behind her former sensei.
Vell walked right up to her and flicked her forehead. "No way, ookami-gaki. Not today. You'll leave me alone if you know what's good for you. Last night's shenanigans of dragging me around the village has officially put me in a very bad mood," he growled.
She swiped his forefinger away with a squinted frown. "I'm not here to see you, ya grouchy neko. I came to see Scythe-senpai and Rage-kun and Awaji-kun."
"Then what the hell are you saying good morning to us for?"
"I was bein' polite! Asshole," she snipped, shoving her hands in her pockets and stalking off towards the apartment. Vell watched her go, eyebrow quirked.
"Goodbye to you, too."
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Post by YukiTen on Feb 6, 2012 19:16:59 GMT -7
Amaya flinche visibly at the blond's statements. 'Rage-kun...' she thought sadly, a soft frown on her little face. Rage. She looked downwards to the cement flooring, stopping along with the rest of the group.
"Na, jisan. What the hell?" Yuki quipped inquisitively. "What was she doing again?"
Kiba growled, tired of everyone ignoring him, and slinked off to join the blank-faced purple-haired girl at the back of their group. "What's wrong with you?"
She ignored him, too engrossed in her own thought. That blind said Rage's name. She frowned. Rage... That's all she could think now, his name. Rage this, Rage that. And then...the oddest thought popped into her head.
Spinning around on her small heel, she took off back towards the apartment.
[Ami-san's jealous and it's cute.]
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Post by Gracie-kun on Feb 6, 2012 19:41:12 GMT -7
[AWWWW *dies of Ami's cuteness*]
"She's being a little moron; what else?" Vell muttered with a roll of his onyx eye. Abruptly, however, he noticed Amaya turn around without warning and run after Kugomi. He blinked. "...Sweet Kami, I need to stop hanging out with you weird people. =^="
The door burst open, and everyone turned in surprise. "Kugomi-chi!" Scythe exclaimed.
Rage slouched back in the kitchen chair as Awaji hopped up to greet the blond girl. He'd been expecting... Well that was just ridiculous. She'd just left. Why would Amaya come back so soon? The black haired teen sighed and gathered up the empty cake box from the counter to throw it away.
"I hung out with Vell-kun all day yesterday - so I thought I'd chill with ya today," Kugomi said with an Uzumaki signature grin.
"Sounds like a plan," Scythe said amicably.
"Kugomi-neechan. Finally, somebody who isn't gross," Awaji piped and hugged Kugomi tightly.
The blond girl quirked a brow at him and pushed him off. "The hell was that for?"
"Rage-kun, Kugomi-chi's going to spend the day with us," Scythe explained as Rage trudged from the kitchen.
Rage nodded a little, orange eyes on the floor. This was the worst. The absolute worst. He couldn't get the fact that he'd upset Amaya out of his head. Kugomi blinked her blue eyes and walked up to him, reaching up to poke his forehead. "Naa, is Rage-kun all right? He looks like a kid who lost his blanket."
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Post by YukiTen on Feb 6, 2012 20:14:12 GMT -7
Amaya slid to skidding halt in the doorway, nearly tripping on her small, purple-painted toes. She let out a minuscule huff and looked around in a frenzied manners watching for Rage and hoping that not a single hair on him would be touched. She froze, staring at the little interaction between the blond from a few seconds ago and her peachy-eyed friend. She slumped and let out another cold, hurt breath, slumping in place.
Her heart ceased to beat and she languidly reached for the door handle, head down. She bit her thin lip, gripping at her chest. It hurt...
Why?
Yuki blinked at her purple-haired friend, watching her active body tense up and stop moving completely. "Ne, Vell-jisan," he whispered, tugging on her uncle's sleeve, "What do you think Ami-san stopped for? He's not moving. She's not even breathing."
[Shes so jealous. Poor Amaya.]
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Post by Gracie-kun on Feb 6, 2012 20:26:21 GMT -7
[QAQ *smacks Kugomi upside the head* Look what you did! D< Lol]
Vell's ear twitched but he also looked on with curiosity. "Maybe the weight of gravity finally caved in on the shrimp."
Rage frown at Kugomi and swatted her finger away with a huff, not in the mood to be teased. She squinted at him. "Whatever," she shrugged.
Scythe glanced at the doorway of the apartment by chance. He blinked his brown eyes in surprise. "Amaya-san?"
Rage's breath caught in his throat. He spun around and stared at Amaya, orange eyes round with alarm. And hope. She was back? Really? But...why? His heart hammered against his ribcage and he swallowed dry saliva.
While Scythe was acutely aware of Rage's sudden emotions, Kugomi only tilted her head at Amaya. "Vell-kun, Yun-chan? What're you doin' back?"
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