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;Syndromed Sickness; wrote:- Unaru -
"I won't." He paused for a moment, before murmuring. "I couldn't if I tried to.." He said shortly and rather quietly. He half-hoped she didn't hear him, but if she did he wouldn't mind. (WB ;-;)
TekkamanSeraphim wrote:Kurama was glad to find that the roof was devoid of company, thankful that he would be abl to express his true feelings without feeling that it was wrong. Not that it wasn't when one thought of all the taboos being broken. He was a neko, and Himeko seemed to be human. He was a teacher, she was a student. He was older than her, though probably only by a few years. One of the youngest, if not the youngest, teachers at this school. Not that Kurama hadn't earned the position. But that didn't matter, not right now. It was just a boy and a girl trying to take on the world, going against all odds to find their own happiness with one another. Once on the roof, Kurama stopped and placed his hands in the proper position for dancing. "Shall we dance by the moonlight, here in the garden where there are no boundaries and no rules? Shall we allow ourselves these moments of happiness while we can still be who we are?"


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ouranie wrote:Ren Oshiro
Ren unlocked the door and pushed it open, a faint smile appearing on his lips. The room looked clean and organized, which is very different then his other room back at home. Taking a deep breath in, the human slid his tuxedo jacket off and threw it on the back of his spinny chair, before jumping onto his bed in a starfish position. "This is so comfy~" He mumbled into the fabric of his pillow.
ouranie wrote:Iwao Kato
Iwao sat down in his chair and started marking his tests. It didn't take him very long to go through them all, seeing that most of the students did pretty good on it. Letting out a relieved 'hmph', the red head grabbed a book, then his reading glasses and put them on. A little plastic bookmark stuck out about half way between the books papers, and he slowly opened the novel to the last page he left off on. As the teacher glazed over the words, and turned the pages every now and then, he could feel his eyes grow heavy. Not long after, Iwao sat there in his spinny chair, head tilted back and book just barely in his grip. Faint snores left his mouth, and every now and then he'd twitch with a growl.
Nova Hajime
Nova's cheeks picked up a pink hue as Ume continued to pet them, and she snuggled closer to the little boy in her dream. However, in real life, it just looked like she was cuddling the air. Breathing gently through her nose, Nova began falling deeper and deeper into her sleep. Her dream had slowly dissolved, and so did her smile when everything turned black. It seems as though not all dreams last very long.
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