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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 21, 2015 20:03:10 GMT -5
Musashi wondered exactly about what he said that the two of them had in common. He tried putting two and two together and could still not find anything. Not because it was impossible to see, but because she had hidden her past so well. He wanted to know more about Ruby, and he felt that now that he opened himself up to her that she would do the same. He wanted the level of closeness that there shared would be on a level unmatched by anyone he had ever known. He was willing to give his heart to her so long as she was willing to do the same for him. He knew that was a lot to be asking of her all of a sudden, but the Hattori was ready to take the leap of faith.
The way he felt about her was so strong, and anytime he was with her he felt stronger and more motivated than ever. He could only imagine how he would feel if she opened up to him as well. "Really? I'm curious." He'd say pausing for a moment before looking at her while clenching her hand just a little bit tighter than before. "What about your past makes us so similar... I know its probably a bit selfish of me to ask, but... I want to know about you Ruby... I want to be connected with you, and I want you to be connected to me... If its not asking too much... I want to know about your history Ruby.. What makes you who you are ya'know." He'd say looking away from her and looking up into the sky not knowing what to expect.
He would understand if she said no. She was allowed to keep everything about her past to herself, but there was just something screaming inside of him that wanted to know about her. He had been curious about it ever since the first time he had met her. On the outside she was so soft and loving. Not to say that she wasn't a loving person, but something always told him that there was something darker about her past than he had been let on. He wanted her to be able to trust him in anyway. More than she already did now. He wanted to have apart of her emotions that no one had. Apart of him felt bad for wanting such a thing, but his heart longed for everything about her that he couldn't help wanting to know.
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Post by Ruby on Aug 22, 2015 0:27:47 GMT -5
"Hm..." Ruby said quietly, looking at their hands sadly, but not being able to hide the ghost of a smile when he lightly squeezed her hand. "Just... always getting into trouble, never thinking you're good enough or being compared to others... feeling like you have to get stronger... I was like your father in that I always seemed to be the tougher one, but desperately needed the love of someone else, and that person was the sole reason I ever became strong in the first place..." She gave a small sigh, tears coming to her eyes, but she blinked them back. "And the feeling of having someone dear to you be burned to death," she added, her voice wavering from emotion. "Having to hide your pain like your brother did, acting tough and heartless when really you're not even broken inside. You're shattered beyond repair..." A few tears slipped down her face, and she lightly shook her head, wiping them away with her arm. "It's not selfish of you to ask," she'd say, calming down slightly though it was clear she was still disturbed. "You have a right. I was always so afraid to tell you everything--or anything at all--because I was afraid you'd look at me differently, or treat me differently. I didn't want to ruin our friendship at the time, and I didn't want that from you... I never trusted anyone, ever... and what I'm about to tell you--only you, Jet and I know about it. But I especially didn't want to tell you. Though..." Her gaze would drift elsewhere, as she recollected her memories from not too long ago... the things he'd said, the things they'd felt... "I'm not really afraid to tell you anymore... and I think it's about time you knew, anyway... just, promise you won't treat me differently in any kind of way, alright? I'm not afraid of you hating me... but still... I don't want you to change..." The girl would take a deep breath before exhaling, saying, "I don't even know where to start. It all ties in so horribly, that I guess I'd have to tell you everything. It's pretty long, tell me to stop if I end up boring you." She would give a weak smile before saying, "To begin with... I guess I could say I was born as the younger of twins, Jet being my older brother. However, I wasn't like you, because I guess I never knew the love of my parents. When we were still infants, our parents got rid of us, giving us to an orphanage because of our undesirable eye colors. Red and violet... children born with those eyes are supposed to be the children of misfortune, demon children, who had horrible and demonic powers and were, as they believed, not even human and should be treated as such. This was a legend everyone seemed to believe. "Still, I suppose I could be grateful that we weren't killed at infancy. Our parents just got rid of us and disowned Jet and I, and I recognize that it could have been worse," she'd say. "It might seem sad, but honestly... I don't know, I never felt that I needed parents... after all, I always had Jet, and he was always more understanding than anyone else ever could be, because we were in the same boat, after all. However, we didn't always get along. Being raised in the orphanage, everyone would give us strange looks, and the two of us fought a lot. I'd hit him a lot and he would often pull my hair, both of us screaming at each other, before being screamed at and hit by the others, being punishment for being bad and noisy." Ruby would give a small chuckle. She thought it was funny how much the two of them had changed since then. "I don't honestly know how I remember those things, we were so young... but yet, they're very clear and vivid memories." She would shrug. "However, I suppose it got a little better. When we were around age five, the two of us had been wandering around, and I remember I was so hungry... Jet and I were toddling around in the market, and we saw a stand that had some bread... needless to say, I was shortly beaten for being a thief. The two of us ran as fast as we could, and we just barely managed to run into an old church that was nearby, the townsman pulling at my hair and beating me until I was bleeding. I remember looking up at the stain-glass window, crying and desperately wanting help... Jet was nowhere to be seen, but within moments, I saw him again, as well as a man who was dressed much like a monk of the old days. He yelled at them a lot, saying this was a 'holy place' and that they had to leave immediately, the two of us would be safe in the sanctuary..." She'd give a light smile at the memory. "Since then, we spent a lot of time at the church. It became our new home, and whenever we were inside the walls, we were safe. The monk who had saved us, Antonio, then taught us how to read and to write, saying that if we weren't going to go to school, we should at least work and learn some things." "I now know about five different languages, because we often worked on translating the Bible into different languages. I was very bad at it since I was so young, but I learned so much, not only about language, but about all kinds of things within that book as well. I learned about God, and about angels, heaven, Earth... I learned about war and violence, as well as love and lust. I'd learned proverbs and had been introduced to so many things... I guess that's why I seem so old-fashioned, after all, all I really know was from what I'd learned then... and then--when we were a little older Jet finally asked Antonio what it meant when the Bible talked about 'sex'"--she burst out laughing at that part. "I was eight years old at that time, and he was taught what it was from Antonio but really didn't want to tell me. I really wanted to know but he always refused, saying I didn't need to know. A few months later he explained all of those things to me... though I can't honestly remember what made him change his mind so suddenly..." As she continued to speak, she frowned slightly. It was just like her real name... she didn't know what it was, and there was a giant gap in her memory--several blank spaces she was unsure about. "Well, carrying on, I guess... whenever the two of us did leave--which was often enough--we would always get into trouble. As if people didn't already hurt one-another, we were the damned demon children that no one wanted and no one liked. We should have been dead, we should have never been born. The two of us were the makings of Satan himself, thus sayith the people. Jet would always try to convince me that we weren't those things, but it was hard to get away from the thought... after all, we were constantly being hurt and abused for our greatest sin--our very existence. It was impossible to forget. I used to cry so much, and Jet was always there for me. Ever since our fate was changed that night we showed up at the church, it was like he'd become a whole new person. I always knew he loved me, but he was so... so much more unrealistic after those few years had passed, that it was hard to think he was the same person. Many a time I wondered if perhaps he had died that day back then, and God had given me an angel in his place?" Tears were welling up in her eyes, sliding down her cheeks. She would look down at her scar-covered arms, gesturing to them slightly with her free hand. "On my skin you can see all of the punishments I'd received, but he always had so much more than me. So many times he'd take my beatings for me, or I'd have left him alone and he got hurt because I wasn't there for him. He was always there for me, but I seemed to fall short so many times." It hurt, she knew, it hurt so badly to have seen him that way. She often tried not to think about it, but she wanted to tell Musashi. But she didn't want to just say, "Once upon a time there were two twins who everyone hated but they got seperated and here I am now." She wanted him to know everything, and though the memories hurt, and they were painful... she didn't actually mind so much. Of course, the memories hurt and it made her cry just thinking about all that her brother had done, but she knew it was worse and that there was nothing wrong with crying. "I got so sick of it. I hated everyone. I hated everyone so much, and I wanted them all to die. I, myself, wanted to be dead. I hated being alive, I didn't want to be there anymore. I just wanted it to end, so badly... one night I... I went to the roof of the cathedral and I went to the edge, ready to jump off, but of course, Jet was right there, taking my hand and pulling me away." "I think it hurt more for him than it did for me. After all, he'd been through all the same things I had--if not, worse--but I never had my eight-year-old sibling try to do something like that right in front of me... still, he told me a lot of things and he taught me forgiveness, and most importantly, hope. We'd both read the Bible multiple times, but he seemed to meditate on it more and get more out of it. He always told me to forgive those who'd hurt us, to not hold hatred towards them... and yet, out of the two of us... he was always able to smile. He was a lot stronger than I was, I didn't know how he did it, but I supposed he'd smiled for me." She would stay quiet for a while, thinking back to those times. Jet reminded her of Jospeh from the Bible--having horrible things happen to him, being a slave and betrayed by his own family... but yet, she knew that he was able to do great things, and he was always forgiving and optimistic. "Needless to say, it was right about then that I started learning how to fight. I didn't like being weak, I didn't like people hurting me. I was finally starting to get older and stronger and I felt like I could finally do something about it. I'd taken up a sword and learned to fight with that--the sword being an extremely symbolic sort of thing for me--and every day I would practice, sparring with my brother. He didn't like to fight, but he'd spar with me anyway. I was always better at it than he was, but he was good as well. I suppose it was a sort of miracle, but somehow... I'd learned to become extremely skilled within just a few years," she said, explaining her history with her fighting. "And then there's where I got my name, and where Jet got his ribbon, when we were ten. For our birthday--rather, our 'you-survived-another-year day'--I'd saved up some money to buy him a violet silk ribbon. He had really long, messy white hair just like mine, and I thought it'd be nice for him to have something to tie it back with, and he used it to tie his hair in a pony tail, since. He'd also gotten me a locket that I cherish dearly, and I don't know... I suppose I was really interested in the locket, and I sort of took up an interest in jewelry. Of course, I never had a mother to introduce me to feminine things, so I suppose that was the closest I got to it," she'd say with a light laugh. "I learned about all sorts of things--emeralds, sapphires, jade, gold, silver, rubies--basically every kind of precious gemstone I could. Many were also listed in the Bible, so I was already interested. Then... well, as I told you, Jet found it cute how much I loved the topic, so he nick-named me 'Ruby' since I liked gems so much... and then, of course, it was his own way of making a reference to my red eye and trying to remind me that I'm precious like a ruby, and not at all what the others said..." She would lightly tuck her hair behind her ear, shrugging and looking away slightly. "Again... he's a lot like you in that sort of sense. It's pretty embarrassing, but if both he and you seem to believe it... it must be true, right?" The girl would give a smile to Musashi, pretty glad that he was in her life. Of course, she was still only halfway through her history, and he still didn't even know it all yet... but still, she was pretty glad to be telling him these things... she'd never told anyone before, and it gave her a feeling she wasn't used to... but still, it felt good. "As a return of a nick-name, I called him Jet. I can't honestly remember why I chose 'Jet' instead of something else, since jet is technically a minor gem that's of a black color... but eh, it always seemed to stick and I liked it for him." "Anyway... moving on from that... things looked pretty good then. Sure, people were still horrible to us, but I started to care less and less. With my sword, I was able to defend myself as well as Jet, and even when I did get hurt... it wasn't so bad. I mean, I always had Jet, and he always made me feel better. He'd hug me when I was crying, he'd help patch up my wounds, and he never let me die. There were many times I could very easily have died, but he never let me. He would never say, 'Oh no, I think you're going to die! Those wounds look so bad, what ever will I do? God, help me.' Instead, he'd always say, 'Be still. You are not going to die, it's alright, you're alright. We can do all things, can't we? Don't worry, we've been promised that we'll be alright, you've just got to have faith! And I'm right here believing with you, so you can't die and give up your life, understand? It's a choice I'm not letting you make.'" She'd lightly smile. "He was a good person, and pretty stubborn too, but it was always good. I don't know... even though things were pretty rough, I knew it could be a lot worse and... despite everything, I was pretty happy. Of course, I would hide my emotions, pretending to be heartless so I could fight and not show weakness... and I didn't like to cry and be weak, but overall... Jet he... he made everything worth fighting for. I loved him more than anything else in the world, and so long as he was around, I knew I could get through anything, and it would be alright in the end." Her light smile would fade away, turning into sadness as she thought about what came next. "Then things started to get bad... and I mean, really bad. Looking back now, I know it ended up for the best, and in it's own way it got me to be where I am now... but still, it was the darkest hour of my life... still, I suppose that's how it is, right? The night sky will only get darker and darker, until it's at its darkest, before it can finally start to brighten up again..." She would pause, looking down at her hand that was still holding onto Musashi's. She didn't really want to go into detail of what happened next, but there was no way she could tell him this much so far and not finish. He needed to know--it was at this time that everything changed. She'd lightly bite her lip, tears coming to her eyes as she tried to picture everything and find the best way to say things. "The church was extremely old-fashioned, medieval, even. It was very old and the customs were kept, but every year or so, the rest of the town would also celebrate and have a sort of festival--setting up the whole area to make it seem like it was back in the medieval times. It was stupid of us to have stumbled across it during that time. I had my sword with me, and I'd gotten some money and thought that perhaps I could buy a nicer sword at the festival... but, I was very foolish. Just by showing up, the two of us were treated horribly. Being hit and beaten, even stabbed a time or two--but of course, I wouldn't put up with it. I instantly lashed out--yelling at them about how I'd kill them if they did so much as touched my brother again, and I admit I didn't handle it maturely when I attacked back and even cut a pitch-fork or two in half... but looking back, I sort of wish I'd just run away instead of fighting... that's what Jet wanted to do, but I was a lot more aggressive than he was... and that's when they decided to punish the demon spawns--the two demons and heretics that needed to be sentenced to death for their crimes." She'd bow her head, crying a little as she then said, "In the center of the town there was a guillotine. It had been used as a reenactment for when one of the French Queens was beheaded, but then they threw Jet in on it, locking his head in place. I was so scared. I knew it was designed so that the blade was dull and there was no opening in the wood for it to actually come down on someone's neck, but the thought was terrifying to me still. I couldn't bare the thought of losing him--much less witnessing something as gruesome as him being beheaded. I instantly gave in, throwing down my sword and refusing to fight--if that's what it took for them to let him go. I can't remember what happened too much next, but I was taken away and thrown out, disposed of the area without my brother... I could only wait for him back at our home... and... when he came back..." She couldn't help it at this point. Ruby started crying, bowing her head as she said, "He lied to me. He made it look like it was alright, and there was nothing to be upset about, and that he was fine, and I wanted to yell at him so badly, because I knew it wasn't true... But I knew he only said those things so I wouldn't worry, so I put up with it and pretended that it was alright, even though that night when he changed out of his shirt and into his pajamas I could see his back was covered in whip lashings, and I knew exactly what had happened. He'd taken five lashings for his sins--and five for me." She continued to cry, her grip on Musashi's hand tightening slightly as she wiped away her tears with her other arm. "I hated him so much for that. How could he do such a thing? And for me? Of course, I didn't hate him, I loved him with all of my heart, but I was still so mad. Mad at him for yet again taking my beatings, made at the people who'd hurt him. I was so fed up with it that I decided that very night that we would leave." "Of course, he didn't oppose the idea, I knew he disliked this place as much as I did--I say 'disliked' because Jet wasn't the type to use 'hate' often--and so that's what we'd do. I'd use the money I had that I was going to use on a new sword to get us a bus ticket or something--something to get us as far away from there as we could. It was then that he decided to give me the eye patch--something he'd made from scratch, using the leather from the back and cover of his Bible, even. He said if we covered our red eye that no one would guess we were the cursed children from France, and that with white hair, light blue or violet-ish eyes were somewhat normal, so we might be able to get away with it. If we were going to start over somewhere else, then we might as well start over completely, right? Besides, to him, wearing an eye patch was much better than gorging out your eye--which I can't deny I contemplated doing many times. Still, I thought it was genius and I was so excited to get out of there with only him by my side... and so, the two of us, only age eleven, decided to head off, and so we did... but as we were leaving, the unthinkable happened..." She'd close her eyes for a moment, forcing herself to stop crying. "How should I put it... the next thing I know, I'm standing outside of an orphanage with my brother inside. I'm watching in horror as he goes back in for one last child to get them to safety, and the whole building was on fire," she managed to say, despite herself. "I was so sick with worry, and I wanted to tell him that it wasn't worth it--he'd already helped so many get out of there safely, and that he should save himself instead of going back in for one more child that was left behind. But before I could even get in to try finding him, the building collapsed completely." She would break into tears, letting go of Musashi's hand to bury her face in both of her hands as she wept. "I was so scared--I was sure he was dead. There was no way he could have gotten out alive--it was completely impossible. And then, the only person I ever card about or loved was dead. Gone, killed by a fire and a collapsing building right before my eyes. Sure, I thought he'd died a hero, but I couldn't believe what he'd did, and I was so distraught... really, I don't even know how to describe how I felt. It was like watching your whole world fall apart--like being crushed into a trillion pieces, but even those are understatements. I didn't know what to do... I decided to continue to go through with the plan, and I got a ticket to go on a boat to England, where I then spent the rest of my time. I managed to get a job at a costume store that sold cosplays and things like that, but still I... I was so broken and completely crushed... I hated everyone. I always minded my own business, doing my job, and managing to get by... but that's all I was doing. I was more miserable at that time than I'd ever been in my entire life, and I'm not going to deny that I contemplated suicide almost every day. I never did anything, but oh, I thought about it. What did I have to live for? The only thing I cared about was my brother, and he was gone. Dead. I was terrified of fire since, and every time someone lit a match I would freak out and put out the flame, before slapping the person and yelling at them for being stupid and reckless. If people so much as touched my eye patch, I'd kick them away and threaten them, already being sensitive and touchy, but it was also the last thing my brother had given me before he died... I really don't know why I kept going. It was honestly a miracle, and every day I would pray that things would be alright, that whatever was happening, I'd be okay. But the only thing I could think of that would make it better was if I, myself, died and rejoined my brother in heaven, or something... still, I knew those were my own thoughts, and not what was really right, but still... I can only think it was a miracle that I managed to keep going until I was fifteen years old, when then, one day... completely out of the blue, I got a letter." By this time, Ruby had calmed down quite a bit, still sniffling a little, but overall alright again. "I didn't have a phone or anything, so I wasn't too surprised that it was a letter and not a text or something, but... the handwriting was something else. It was in ink--so someone wrote it by hand--but it was printed so beautifully, you would have thought someone typed it, and it was such pretty handwriting... that was my same sort of handwriting, being that was the style I learned how to write in when I was still translating the Bible back in France. I was instantly curious--this being the first interesting thing in years--and when I read it, it seemed very strange. The letter was telling me about how the writer was very sorry, but very glad to have been able to contact me. They said they had ended up in America in New York and was stuck at a school and wasn't allowed to leave the country, but said it was too great a miracle to let slip by without contacting me... then, at the bottom of the page... it was signed 'Jet'. Only one person in the world that I knew had that name. And so, I took what little I had--some clothing, supplies, my grappling gear I'd stored up money for and bought due to how I thought it would be useful--and headed over to America. Of course, I ended up being in trouble for being an illegal immigrant, and was a sort of criminal, was dumped at our school... but the miraculous thing was, it was the very school that Jet was going to. I thought this might have been some sort of prank--perhaps someone was teasing me--and when I looked around, I couldn't really find him--you met me on the roof still trying to look for him. I had my grappling gear confiscated upon entering the school, and I was very used to having it so leaning off--or even jumping off-- a roof wasn't considered dangerous for me, but I had forgotten I didn't have it at school, so it was pretty dangerous... still, I was so anxious. I thought, 'this can't be true. It can't be! Is this really Jet?? Is he alive?? How did he end up in America, of all places?! And at a school for criminals? Jet isn't a criminal! What could have happened? That is, if he's even alive! and this is for real!'" Now, Musashi was finally able to understand just how crazy she'd felt the whole thing to be. Why it was that she did what she did, why she thought what she'd thought... and then, lastly, "I was pretty scared. I was in a whole new country, and I was so used to being alone and hated, but as I went around more and more... everyone was so... so nice to me. I was completely unused to it, but at the same time, it felt wonderful. This was the first school I'd ever been to, but everyone was so nice... even some of those who were a little meaner than others they... I still liked everyone there. Everyone seemed to be so understanding of one-another, even if I didn't really fit in with them. I still felt so happy... and then, one day, I met Dan, who had fallen from the tree in the courtyard. He thought I was an angel or something, and of course the only thing I could think of was Jet, so I asked him about him and... well, another boy was there, saying that he'd seen a boy about my age with white hair, an eye patch, and a purple ribbon in his hair. I knew then, without a doubt, that somehow my prayers had been answered and he was there. Things had never seemed so good in my life before, and everything seemed so... so... so absolutely perfect and wonderful. And then, to top it all off, not only did I get to find my dearly beloved brother, but I'd met a very nice, kind, and wonderful young man on the roof one day who became my friend, and who I couldn't help but to fall in love with. I finally knew for a fact my brother was alright, I had so many friends now, and then I had a wonderful friend who I actually liked a lot more than the others..." Of course, she was talking about Musashi then. She would sigh, giving a small smile. "Well, now you know it all. There's still a few blank spaces in my memories here and there, but that's all I can think of. Everything from when I was an infant up to where I am now..." She'd give a small laugh, saying, "I probably said more than I needed to, huh? So, yeah... it was a pretty long story, and probably not the nicest thing ever, but it wasn't so bad, and I got a happy ending--which honestly made it all worth it, if you asked me. If things had been different, I wouldn't be where I am today, and honestly, I'm so grateful, since there's nowhere else I'd rather be. Y'know?"
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Sept 6, 2015 12:30:30 GMT -5
There were no words to describe all the things that were going on inside of his head. There was no way that even the smartest person could have imagined that someone like her could have ever gone through something as crazy as that. She was always so cheerful and happy whenever he was around her. He always thought that maybe she had it rough, but he just thought it was simple American type problems. What she had gone through was the kind of stuff that you read in sixteenth century England or something. He felt so enraged that she had gone through all of that, but he didn't want to show any of those emotions to her. He had to let her see that he could handle everything that she was telling him. It hurt the Hattori to see the woman he loved break down so many times while telling the long and brutal story of her childhood with her brother Jet. Her brother was probably the most amazing guy that he had ever heard of in his entire life. More amazing than his brother, more amazing than a comic book hero. Not to say that his brother wasn't amazing though. Her brother did everything he could to protect his sister in ways that many people here in this country could not. He was there for her through everything and would have gladly given his life to protect her without a worry in the world. Hell, he'd practically give his life for anyone he probably felt was worth protecting, and in the end he was willing to do just that. For a moment as she continued to tell her story he wondered if he could live in the shoes that her brother had filled. He was so amazing, and no matter what he always managed to protect her. Even when he was always dealt a terrible hand. The Hattori wondered if he would ever be able to do the same for Ruby. He loved, and cared about her so much. He'd do anything to keep her happy, but was his will strong enough to protect her. He had grown so fond of her, and now that he had told her how he truly felt about her with her doing the same he worried for her. Not because he felt that she was weak, but because how ruthless the people were that went to there school. He knew that he'd never forgive himself if he had let anything ever happen to her. If there was any more of a reason he needed to be motivated to grow stronger, it was the thought of protecting her. He knew that she would have his back through anything, but he wanted to make sure that he knew that he was more than willing to do the same for her. As committed as he was to her he couldn't doubt the obligation that still lingered through his mind about his new roommate who he had met a few weeks ago. There was no denying that he had feelings for her too, but lately she hadn't been around much. The Hattori thought long and hard about the conversation he had with the Kingpin known as Santana. He made a lot of interesting points about how he should go about making such an important decision. He wouldn't necessarily have to give up on his roommate, but what he was looking for her wasn't the same feelings that he got for Ruby. His attraction to her came from how adventurous and how exotically attractive she was, and that he saw something in her past that he knew no one ever knew about. He wanted to protect her too, which was fine if he was looking to do what Santana did on the daily bases. Of course there was much more to her then that, but nothing compared to the way Ruby made him feel. When he was around her there was always something to talk about. She's smart, 'really' beautiful, and whenever he's with her he never wanted to leave her. Even though they were at a period where it seemed like they would be nothing more than just friends. After she finished telling her story he wondered why everything that she had said to him had brought about all those many different parts of his mind. On one end he couldn't help but imagine how she managed to pull through all the hardships she went through. While at the same time somehow finding the strength to put a smile on her faith. Perhaps it was her religion that help keep her so strong, or maybe it was something more. On another end he was worried if he ever be able to live up to the reputation of her brother Jet. He wanted to be there in all the ways that he was. Plus more of course. Then there was the thought of his roommate who for a brief moment he had fallen for as well, but he knew why she popped up in his mind. It was because after this he knew that he was going to have to make a decision about who he was going to prioritize. " No.... You've said just about everything I've ever wanted to----" " Still whiny and weak huh?" The Hattori faced up to look and see who was talking to him, just to find that the entire world had been engulfed in black shadows. His eyes widen in fear of the voice of which he had just heard. It was a voice that he hadn't heard in years. A voice that he felt he had long forgotten. " It cant be..." He'd muttered standing up from of the dark ground of which he was sitting. " It can't be what?" The voice was calm. It didn't give Musashi the idea that he may be threatened by anyone. Or at least that was what he was telling himself. After all, the place that he was currently in could not be real. He was just sitting next to the love of his life, and now he was in the shadow realms like a character out of Yu-Gi-Oh. " What do you want...." He'd ask with his head facing toward the ground. He knew exactly who the voiced belonged to. He begin to wonder if he was going crazy, and that was the reason why he was hearing voices from someone he knew was no longer with them. At least not with them physically. " My have you grown Musashi.... Your mother always said you grow up to look like me. I guess she was right. Just like she was about everything else." The Hattori wasn't in the mood for any kind of scolding. Especially not from his own conscious. He had so many adversities he had to face right now that he wasn't accustomed to dealing with. None of these issues matched what Ruby had to go through, but it was still something that he knew could affect the outcome of his future here in New York. " I want to know what you want to know.." An annoyed expression appeared on the face of the Hattori. Not like anyone was there to see it or anything. Out of the darkness appeared red eyes that reflected the hatred of that of the Devil. " I'm guessing your the eyes that reflect what? My fear?" The voice would not speak again, but instead begin to get closer and closer. The Hattori managed to remain calm and emotionless as he pondered back and forth on why he was in the situation he was in right now. He just wanted to go back to the real world with Ruby. There was so much he wanted to tell her, but he knew that wasn't going to be a possibility until he took care of his own problems that lied within himself. " Your weak Musashi, and so long as you continue to fear your emotions and hold back that is something that will never change... You want to bring about change, but you feel you lack the power to do so when its been inside of you all along." The glowing red sinister eyes disappeared before reappearing right in front of his very eyes. " These are the eyes that reflect emotion, pain, love, and everything that a human being could possibly feel. It is these eyes that reflect my emotion that has given me power.." The voice spoke once again. He didn't want to listen to anything the voice had to say. He didn't want to accept who it was and what they were trying to say. Lately he had been feeling different. Like there was this power that existed within him. Like a fire burning within, but something always told him that it just wasn't real. And for the longest time he believed it, but that was before his second encounter with Sarah. " Qi....." He'd answer waiting to see what the voice would have to say to him. " So you do know about it? Then why reject its power?" The answer was simple to the Hattori. It just wasn't real. It couldn't be. At least he didn't want to believe that it was. Even after he seen it with his own eyes he didn't want to accept that it was real. " You already know why... Its not real..." He'd say to the voice as he looked back up to see the eyes, but they would not be there anymore. In a instant the entire area of darkness lite up. The only thing existing in the area being himself tied up to a chair, a tall dark figured with glowing red eyes, and Ruby tied up to a chair also. " WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!!" The Hattori yelled hysterically as the shadowy figure approached Ruby. Placing both hands softly against each side of her face. " So young, and yet so beautiful at the same time... You should chose wisely, as did I with your mother when I choce her." Musashi immediately begin to start trying to rip the ropes that were tied around him, but they were elastic and could not be broken. For an entire minute he tried tirelessly to break free from them. Even trying to break the chair he was sitting in to do, but all that would do was knock him shamelessly to the ground. " Funny.... You were so close, and now you'll never get to tell her how you truly feel... Sigh.." The voice of the shadowy figured spoke before breaking the neck of Ruby in front of him. " NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" The Hattoris eyes opened out of sadness and rage just to noticed that he was back in the forest sitting right next to Ruby. The only difference being that his eyes were unbeknownst to him, Red. Tears fell from the eyes of Musashi as he looked around lost as to what just happened, not even noticing that practically no time had passed since his attempt to respond to Ruby. " I... You?" He'd say before facing back toward Ruby who no doubt would probably be in shock as to what was wrong with him. " Relax." He spoke softly to himself closing his eyes. Everything that just happened was an illusion, but that didn't mean there wasn't any truth to the meaning behind what he had just seen. " I love you Ruby.... And I know I'll probably never be the kind of man your brother was for you... But I can damn sure try to be... You mean more to me than anything, and I cant believe for a moment that I would have ever thought of not trying to be anything more to you than I am now.... Your lover." He'd say to her slowly opening up his glowing red eyes that reflected all of the deep emotions that he felt for her. " I want you to be my girlfriend Ruby..... If you may have me, I promise to be there for you through everything.... To have your back the same way that I know you have mine, and to 'always' be there for you in your time of need.. I know this is sudden, but... I feel like why wait ya'know." He'd say looking deeply into her beautiful, two toned colored eyes. He didn't know how she'd respond to all of what he just spoke. Maybe he was moving too fast, but he couldn't help how he felt about her. This past entire two months he had to shield his feelings for her, and he no longer wanted to do that. There was no telling what could happen between now and the rest of there lives. He wanted to live, he wanted adventure, and most of all he wanted to experience all of that with her. [ QI UNLOCK WORD COUNT = 2142 ]
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Post by Ruby on Sept 6, 2015 14:02:45 GMT -5
For a moment, Ruby was curious how he would respond. She had already gotten over herself and knew that regardless of what things she'd tell him, he wouldn't turn around and hate her for it... but still, she felt like perhaps she shouldn't have told him, and her conscious was reminding her of why she'd tried to hide those things in the first place. But her attention was snapped back into reality when Musashi started to speak, before he cut himself off. She raised an eyebrow, curious as to what could possibly have made him stop himself--and within an instant, he was crying. As if she wasn't already curious before, now she was completely left in the dark, so to speak. She had no idea what was going on, but instantly worry started to consume her. What was wrong with him?? She would move over until she was on her knees, right before him, and she'd brush his tears away gently. "Musashi, are you alright?" She asked, her voice just barely above a whisper. Not that she had any idea what had truly happened to him, but she could tell something had happened and was genuinely worried. She knew it made no sense for him to start crying from out of nowhere, so something must have seriously have spooked him. If that was the word? Her eyes widened slightly as he began to speak, and a smile tugged at her lips. She would let him finish before giving a light laugh. Perhaps it seemed rude or completely inappropriate for the situation, but she couldn't help herself. "Now you're really starting to sound like Jet," she'd say lightly, looking into his eyes. "But don't be an idiot like him too, alright?" She asked. Despite how much she loved her brother, it wasn't uncommon for her to call him stupid. A contradicting sort of thing, but she knew she only thought he was stupid because of how good he could be at times. "I don't want you to be like him, alright? Of course, you reminded me of him a lot because you have a lot of wonderful traits about you, but I don't want you to try to be like him. Ever. Understand?" A part of her didn't want him to protect her, or for him to be like her brother in that sort of way. It was painful enough to watch someone she cared about so deeply get hurt, even more so for her sake. She was fine with getting hurt--in fact, it was completely unavoidable--but she certainly didn't want another person in her life that she cared so much about try to act in the same way. Even if it was something he wanted... "Just be the same person that I met on the roof back then, alright? That's the person that I love more than anyone else at the school," she'd say with a grin. She liked him just the way he was, and she didn't want him to try to try walking in the shadows of her brother. She in no way at all desired that. Ruby genuinely loved him because... well, he was always being him! The girl would lightly hold is face in her hands, smiling before responding to the last thing he'd said. "And Musashi, I already know this. You told me those things a long time ago, right?" How could she forget? Even when there was no evident romance, she had been so struck with the things he'd said on their first date--which she was still convinced was an appointment in time and had no romantic things linked to it in any way--and she even recalled when he'd made the statement that he wanted to try to be closer to her than she was with her brother. She still found it hard to imagine, but even then when she explained how hard it would be to do such a thing, and for her to trust someone like that... he had still been pretty set on it, saying that he always wanted to be by her side and be there for her, and he'd find it an "honor" to go through hell and back by her side. Truly, her feelings and thoughts towards him hadn't changed, she knew he had this sort of feeling in him all along. Perhaps the romantic side was a shock to her, but she was only determined to be so loyal to him since the beginning because she could see those traits in him. The girl would lean down and kiss his cheek before tughtly hugging him close. "A title like that, or whatever else, really doesn't mean too much to me. You said you love me, right? And romantic or not, I've loved you for a long time. And that's a stronger bond than I've had with just about anyone in my entire life, but this romantic sort of bond is something I've never had with anyone else before. I'd be happy to officially be your girlfriend, but to be entirely honest, I'd already made that decision when you kissed me." Of course, she still didn't know why the title of a boyfriend or girlfriend was necessary, especially when she had someone like Musashi whom her feelings for were so strong... but she supposed that when it came to things like this, it was only natural to give them that position so as to let others know--as well as to remind themselves--just what they were to the other person. She didn't know if it'd meant the same thing for Musashi, but when he kissed her and had spilled out his true feelings for her... she was still new to the concept of boyfriends and girlfriends or whatever else, but in her mind, that was still him making their feelings official. She didn't honestly see how this changed what had happened in any way.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Sept 7, 2015 23:37:28 GMT -5
This feeling...
He thought to himself as he closed his eyes. The gentle touch of her hands calming him down as they wiped the tears away from his eyes. Her touch was intoxicating. It had powers that even rivaled that of his loving mother. If there was anyone who could bring him out of something painful as the illusion he just saw it was her. Her comfort was so real, so genuine. Something that he thought he'd never find until he fully made a man out of himself. His eyes slowly beginning to close as he could hear her soft, yet beautiful voice reach out to his aching heart. She made a lot of good and interesting points. Perhaps trying to be like Jet was a bit much. Not to say that he couldn't strive to give her the support that he had.
But he could see where she was coming from. She wanted him to just be himself. There was no point in putting any unnecessary pressure on himself. Plus, from the looks of things he was doing just fine already. He already loved her just as much, if not more than anyone ever could. He'd gladly give his life for her, even if she would never be okay with it. He knew that she'd probably do the same for him, and thus he would do the same for her without question.
That day...
Who would have thought...
It was hard to ever even think back to a time were she was just another girl to him. A girl that seemed so lost, but at the same time so full of hope. It was like the second he pulled her away from the roof that there fate would be intertwined forever. You never know when the simplest moments in your life could turn out to be everything you ever needed. Those were the kinds of feelings that she gave him. The Hattori's eyes opened once more as she gently held his face. How could he not fall in love with such an amazing and beautiful woman. He couldn't take his eyes off of hers. There was so many emotions flowing throughout his heart.
He wondered constantly how she would take what he had just asked of her. He was nervous even though a part of him knew there was nothing to worry about. He didn't want her to feel like he was moving too fast, even though a large part of him wanted to. Hell, if he was crazy enough and had a ring he'd probably propose to her right now. That's how amazing she made him feel. Musashi's eyes widen as her gentle lips pressed against the side of his face, embracing him with all her love and telling him the things he only dreamed a woman would ever say to him. As she held him he'd just let his body fall onto hers. This had to be the greatest day of his entire life. Nothing could describes the words that just pours from out her mouth.
"Since the day I came here I knew there was something missing out of my life." He spoke silently to her in her ear before slowly pulling away from her. "It was you... It was you all along that I needed. The empty void in my heart that I could never understand. I thought I was losing it. Thinking I could do everything on my own... But now. I don't have to. Not anymore." His eyes staring intensely into her own as the gravity of the earth, or more so the gravity of his own body pulled him toward her. His eyes closing slowly as his lips pressed gently against hers. It was the kind of passion that he longed for. The kind that he thought he was never worthy of. This was it. His arms gently wrapping around her small and fragile waist before picking her slowly off the ground. His lips locked to her as if they were magnetized.
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Post by Ruby on Sept 8, 2015 0:23:05 GMT -5
Ruby smiled when he lightly pulled away and started talking more about his feelings. She loved seeing him this way. So many people seemed to cold and even those that weren't would hide their true feelings. A part of the reason why she loved him so much was that she didn't feel she had to worry about that about him. It seemed so often that he would spill out his heart and soul. One of the things she liked the most was the last thing he'd said. He no longer had to rely entirely on himself anymore... It was a truly wonderful feeling to know that you didn't have to carry the weight of the world on your own two shoulders. She was learning to do just that, but she was glad Musashi at least felt he could trust her with those things. She didn't wish to burden him, but already she was able to trust him with how she'd been struggling with her emotions earlier, and even more so to tell him about her bloody history. If there was anyone she trusted, it was surely Musashi. After all, she hardly even trusted most people with her true emotions and even the thoughts that went through her mind. It felt pretty good to have someone else in her life that she could trust in that sort of way, and even more so, someone who wasn't related to her by blood. She loved her brother truly, she genuinely did and she trusted him with her life, but it seemed like that's the way it should naturally be. Musashi hadn't been like Jet in that sense--he'd actually gained her trust over time, and she felt safe being able to share herself with him in that sort of way. After all, the poor boy deserved it after all their time of being just friends. Musashi closed his eyes and leaned in, and the white-haired girl mirrored his actions. She'd let their lips connect and she'd gently slide her arms around his neck, letting them lazily rest there. He would hold her close to him, and she felt secure in his arms. Her face would heat up, blushing heavily. He'd already kissed her before, but that didn't change anything for her. It still felt embarrassing to be so physically close to someone and in this sort of way, no less. But his lips were gentle against her own, yet still dominant and with a feel of strong passion. It was an entirely foreign feeling to her, but she enjoyed it nonetheless and she didn't think she'd ever be able to grow tired of him. It was as though she was put under a spell, and for once she didn't wish to be anything other than a victim to it, his ways were truly enticing in their own simplicity. Ruby would wrap her legs around him when he'd picked her up, helping him support her, and she'd gently slide her hands to the sides of his face, gently holding him in place as she tilted her head slightly, deepening the kiss ever so slightly. She knew that eventually they would have to stop and break apart, but that didn't in any way mean that she wanted to. The girl would let him chose when to do that, and she'd enjoy every moment with him, each second seeming to last an eternity in his embrace. A part of her was embarrassed that she was even kissing him, and though she felt her brother would certainly not approve, she didn't really care. It was something she'd never been able to imagine herself doing, but the fact was, that it was happening, and she didn't have a care in the world. She loved it. And she didn't want to be dependent or needy with Musashi, but she loved any sort of connection they had--even little things like when he held her close. She didn't take shame in it at all, and she couldn't think of any time she'd ever been so filled with such an abounding love as this sort of feeling. It certainly wasn't like how she'd ever felt before, and a part of her felt like it was only a dream, but reality reminded her that it truly wasn't. After all, dreams were a fake reality created in one's head. Her scenario was far better, she knew.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Sept 8, 2015 1:15:11 GMT -5
This is....
Better than anything I've ever had..
This feeling, the level of heat that was coursing through his veins, his very blood stream was beyond anything he'd ever felt before. If magic existed, this was what it had to feel like. There was so much passion between the two of them. It was a feeling he wished never had to end. As her legs wrapped around him the Hattori found it a lot harder to pull away from the woman he loved so much. If anything her being closer to him intensified the kiss. He so desperately wanted her to be the one to pull away, but he too could feel. Yes feel, that she too did not want to pull away. Her lips was a drug. The best kind in fact. The kind that you never wanted to go to rehab for because it felt so good. Not to mention the feeling you got off the first high seemingly remained the same, and instead of longing to reach that feeling you got the first time, you experienced it all the time.
He begin to feel his body tighten up more and more as his lips pressed against hers, almost forcing him to hold onto her tighter before realizing that it was best to let go. Just do it. He thought to himself as he aggressively pulled away from her lips, but at the same time keeping his face close enough for there noses to touch. The very air she breathed was intoxicating, and if he had to leave her planet then he damn sure wanted to stay in her atmosphere. "I'm sorry..." He'd say not knowing what else to say. Surely she would know that he wasn't sorry at all, and that if he was it was only because he had to break the connection their lips created between them. If she wanted to increase the distance between the two she would have to be the one to make that move.
He had already managed to pull off the impossible feat of breaking their lips from each other. He wasn't going to be the one to let her go. No no. Being close to her felt too good. Feeling the warmth of her naked arms around his neck, and the heat of her touching body clenched against his felt too good. "God I freaking love you." He'd whisper softly to her before continuing to speak. "Sorry, I just had to tell you that again." He spoke once more pressing his soft lips up against her forehead. "We have a lot of time left in the day, and we have all night. So, how do you want to spend it?" As much as he didn't want this passionate moment to end he knew that he had all day and night to share those amazing moments with her.
Plus he wanted to show her that he had self control, even though he didn't want to have any control over those feelings at all. He felt bad for putting the burden of what they were going to be doing for the rest of the day on her, but honestly after all that his mind had an extremely hard time functioning. All he could think about was her soft lips pressed against his and how amazing it felt. After all she was the first girl he'd ever kissed in his life. It was going to take time for him to get over the feelings she brought to him. Hell, he knew there was a chance he might not ever get over them , but that was fine with Musashi.
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Post by Ruby on Sept 8, 2015 1:49:23 GMT -5
He'd separated their connection, and though she wished the feeling to continue, a part of her was glad that he was able to let her go. Her eyes would still be closed as she'd gently press her forehead against his, their noses lightly touching. "Don't be sorry," she said with a small giggle. She smiled and looked at him after he'd kissed her forehead and asked her a question she didn't really know how to answer. "I don't really know," she'd say lightly. "Usually when I end up spending a bonding sort of time with someone, it usually ends with fighting... and I'd rather not fight you," she said. Truly, she didn't think she'd be able to fight him--not really. Even if it was a friendly sort of spar, she knew there'd be no way she could even go fifty percent on him--she would refrain and hold back as well as she could. Perhaps it was because she had a soft spot in her heart for him. After all, even when she was a kid she didn't hold back on training with Jet. But Musashi... he was stronger than Jet ever was, but she still felt like she wouldn't be able to do such a thing, even if it was entirely training and there were no emotionally angered feelings behind it. Still, she felt like she should probably come up with something. The girl would lightly hum as her mind traced back to something--anything, really--that could be interesting that they could do. But really... her mind was blank. She enjoyed running around on rooftops, but she had a pretty good idea as to what Musashi's views on that would be. She wasn't really any good at games, and hadn't ever really done too much in her free time other than train. But she wanted to avoid doing that... and besides, she trained because she felt she had to, not necessarily because she enjoyed it for the pleasure of it. But what could she possibly do?? She thought back to the times with her brother and tried to think then of the things they'd done... but it all seemed so simple. They used to gaze at the stars and goof off and wrestle sometimes... she was always fascinated with jewelry and liked to window shop since she couldn't ever afford anything, and just looking brought a certain joy to her... but still, it seemed all too simple and not like something they could enjoy together, or something that would have any meaning to them. They could read--but what was the fun in that? Of course, she loved stories, but she didn't know if Musashi was into that sort of thing, and she didn't think being curled up and involved in a book was any way to spend time with someone. Perhaps they could work on some sort of project, but she was unskilled in basically anything... A thought came to her mind, and though it seemed like it was something that they could do... a part of her felt like it was something silly and could probably wait for a more special off an occasion. Besides, she needed preparing for something like that. The last time she'd tried something like that, she ended up being a wallflower and looked like a lonely little witch... or something. "I really don't know," she said with a small laugh. "I'm not really good at activities... do you have any ideas?" she asked. She wasn't trying to turn the attention on to him and make him come up with the choices, she just genuinely didn't know what they could do. She knew for sure she wanted to spend time with him, but other than that she was clueless. She was a girl of very few privileges, after all, and had quite a few little experiences with these sorts of things. Though she was quite complex in her own ways, at times she could also be very simple minded and a very simple girl. This being one of those times...
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Sept 8, 2015 23:36:12 GMT -5
A grinned on the face of the Hattori as he listened to the typical response of Ruby. Her response reminded him of a younger version of himself. Growing up training and fighting was all the two Hattori's knew. That along with reading books all the time. There mother wasn't going to take any pride in raising two dumb ninjas. They were going to be excellent students to go along with being great fighters. He was hoping that after all the time they had spent together that the white haired beauty would have an idea of what to do, but he knew that was unrealistic. There was too much going on in the forest between the two of them to have spent any time thinking about life after expressing there feelings.
Musashi went back and forth on what they were going to do once they left the area. There was so much left in the day and he didn't intend on wasting it. He begin to think about all the things he wanted to do over the summer but never had the chance to. He thought about maybe going to a party and getting drunk for the first time, but that definitely wasn't appropriate for a situations like this one. Plus he knew her religion wouldn't allow such mindless treachery. Perfect. The Hattori spoke to himself, a grin appearing on his face as he pressed his lips gently against her forehead once more. His arms still gently holding the lower waist area, but still firm enough to were she would not need to use much energy to stay afloat as she clenched her legs around him.
"Hoooow about.... We got swimming?"
He spoke softly in her ear. That was something he had been dying to do all summer and never had much of the time to really think about doing it. He was too busy training to get back within reach of all the other major students at 552. Plus he was running a gang now. There wasn't too much time for fun, let alone time for days like this one so he had to make the most of it. "How about it? I have an old friend on my moms side of the family that runs a YMCA. Its closed today, but I can get him to open it just for us if you want." Hopefully she's say yes. However there were factors he had to consider. Like what if she couldn't swim? Or what if something tragic happened to her in the water? The last thing he wanted to do was ruin the moment that they were sharing.
Not that it would change her opinion of him. There love was much bigger than a simple mistake like that. In the meantime he begin thinking of other things they could do in the case that she decided against going on a private swim with him. The place was beautiful, and inside of it was lots of fun games they could do too. Hopefully, they would do all of them, but only if she was okay with going swimming. If not they would just use everything else the place had to offer. They always found a way to make something out anything. It was why they were in the position they were in now. Most people would have bailed on such a friendship once the feelings they had obtained seemed to be rejected, but they always kept going.
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Post by Ruby on Sept 9, 2015 0:01:22 GMT -5
Ruby smiled with a grin appeared on Musashi's face, and he gently kissed her forehead. She was curious what brilliant idea he must have come up with (she knew it must have been something better than stargazing). However, when he gave his suggestion, she couldn't help but to giggle nervously. Swimming? Instantly she was reminded of the time she'd spent with Yukine at the lake. One thing lead to the next and before she knew it, Yukine had been under the surface and there was nothing she could do about it. Well, next to nothing. She never showed up at beach parties, and she'd never been to a beach, either. Why was this? Well, Ruby didn't know how to swim--rather, she knew that she sank like a rock if she were ever to try. However, she didn't want to be a killjoy, and by the way Musashi's face had lighten up from the suggestion, she could tell it was something that was set on his heart to do. She figured that she could go with him and just hang out on the sidelines, staying out of the water... that wasn't too weird, was it? Sure! Of course they could hang out and he could go swimming while she didn't get in the water! Nothing weird or suspicious about that.. "Sure," she said with an awkward little smile. "But, uh... I don't have a swimsuit so I think I'll just stay out of the water, ja?" Of course she couldn't swim, but she also wasn't lying about not having a swimsuit. It was only natural, after all. Why would one have a swimsuit when they never swam? Or more importantly, couldn't swim. And Ruby thought herself pretty clever to come up with such a brilliant and logical excuse to not get in the water. One point to Ruby! Well, not really. But she still desired to think she was victorious. "But, uh... Musashi? Could you explain to me what a YMCA is?" She wondered aloud, realizing a few moments after that she didn't know what that abbreviation stood for... much less what it was supposed to be. And yes, again, she was like a helpless child who didn't have a clue. She wasn't particularly stupid... just, unfortunately, she hadn't been introduced to many things before. Hence why she knew not of so many things, and many things were fascinating to her while it would have been perfectly boring to others. But hey, you can't get upset at a fish for not being able to climb a tree. Ruby didn't know a lot of things and could easily be vulnerable in that sense, but there were many other areas where she excelled beyond most people... she at least had that much going for her.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Sept 9, 2015 17:53:44 GMT -5
No Swim suit....
A grin appeared on Musashi's face as he thought about how he was going to address this particular problem. He figured that Ruby was going to try to find a way out of this situation, but the only way he was going to let her was if something about going swimming was traumatic. So far that didn't seem to be the case, but he could tell there was probably something else wrong with going swimming. The answer to that was usually that the person didn't know how to swim. He was sure that had to be the case with her. After everything she explained about her past, going swimming wasn't any of the things mentioned.
Not that such a thing belonged in such an origin story, but she was abandoned by her original family and was raised in a church. Surely there was no time for them to actually learn how to swim. Not unless they were getting baptized every second of the day which he was sure wasn't the case. He was excited to know that he was going to be able to teach her something as wonderful as going swimming. Of course he would have to slowly creep into that territory, but he knew that she trusted him and she had every reason to. The Hattori had been swimming since he was four years old. A lot of he and his brothers physical training was done in water.
"No swim suit huh? How unfortunate Ruby..... Looks like I will have to buy you one."
He'd say staring intensely in the eyes of the woman he loved oh so much. In a way everything he did with Ruby was an adventure in his own right. Anytime he hung out with Ruby there was always something new for them to do. Mostly because of there lack of experience in doing certain things. She spent most of her life struggling and he spent most his life being sheltered by his ninja/gangster dad and his wonderful at home mother. Musashi laughed as she asked him what a YMCA was. Her question was definitely a valid one. A question he too asked his mother when they arrived to America. Strangely enough he still didn't understand it quite yet himself. He only knew what it was for and what was in it.
"Weeeeeelllll... Its a place that is for youths and stuff... Like people pay memberships there, and it has all kinds of stuff. Like a big swimming pool, parks outside of the area that have like tennis courts and basketball courts. And in some they even have a lot of games like ping pong and stuff... That's the best way I know how to describe it." Musashi spoke with a smile on his face. He couldn't wait to go up there with her, but he knew that they needed to get her a bathing suit. And as much as he didn't want to admit it he was kind of looking forward to see what she looked like in one. He couldn't help thinking of such things, he was a growing boy after all.
"So I guess for now we can head out of here and head to a clothing store to get you a swim suit. And don't try to get yourself out of this situation young lady, were going swimming no matter what." He'd say kissing her on the cheek before lightly tapping her on her 'bottom' to let her know that she could climb off of him. Hopefully she would understand that he wasn't trying to be a perv by doing that. While he enjoyed her being so close to him he knew that it was probably be best that she got down from him. He had taken her independence from her for long enough for now, plus he was enjoying that embrace way too much. He was still new to the whole physical romance thing and needed to take baby step in how long he participated in such activities.
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Post by Ruby on Sept 9, 2015 18:44:11 GMT -5
"Aw darn..." Ruby thought when her brilliant plan backfired. "You really don't have to," she said with a small laugh. She was inwardly hoping he'd just let it go and wouldn't insist on her getting one--even going to the extent of buying something for her. How embarrassing... However, that didn't seem like it would be the case. Musashi dodged around her attempts to avoid it, insisting that they did this. She wanted to argue, but then she felt she should probably go with it... she didn't want to seem suspicious--since she was still pretty confident she had Musashi fooled and was oblivious to the fact he'd pretty much figured it out that she couldn't swim. "Fine..." She'd mutter, not really too pleased with the idea. She didn't really want to have to break it to him that she couldn't swim. The whole thing was going to be really embarrassing. He was probably going to pull her into the water and then she'd nearly drown on him and it was just going to be awkward for both of them. And then he'd probably laugh that she, a fifteen-almost-sixteen year-old girl, couldn't swim. Even little kids knew how to swim and yet she never had learned... In her defense she'd never been introduced to it, but she hardly found it a good excuse. There were lakes and pools in France, and the ocean wasn't too far away. Only a few several hours walk... she just never thought about it or had any desire or need to learn. Besides, getting wet when you were covered in wounds was never fun, either. She used to hate taking baths a lot of the times, but eventually she got used to the sting... Ruby blinked, realizing just how much her mind was wandering. She'd lightly blush when Musashi kissed her cheek and then she'd get down, standing on her own two feet but holding his hand nonetheless. The girl could probably come up with a topic to stall, but she figured it would be pointless... Musashi seemed pretty set on this idea. "I just hope I can get something simple that covers up," she thought, staying relatively quiet as they headed off. "I'm not 'well endowed' like Sarah and a lot of other girls, and so it's not like I could really get away with dressing immodestly anyway... plus I don't really feel comfortable showing too much of my breasts, and again there's really not much to actually see," she thought, looking down slightly and sizing herself up. "And, on top of that, I was able to hide it up 'till now but now he's going to end up seeing 'that' which happened a while ago... and I doubt his reaction will be good." Ruby would lightly sigh and shake her head. "Oh God, please have mercy," she mentally prayed.
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