Post by Musashi Hattori on Nov 28, 2015 0:38:02 GMT -5
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[attr="class","box3"]Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say!Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say!Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say!Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say!
The Hattori muttered as softly ass he could as she begin to giggle at what he said. He figured that he sounded ridiculous. Apart of him cared about her laughter before realizing that even if she thought he was a fool it wouldn't matter anyways. After all his gang practically stabbed themselves in the back and now they were probably the joke of the school. All he could do was stare at his reflection in the water in front of him. It was his fault anyways right? Perhaps having his brother running everything from the start would have worked. Maybe he was too soft. These were just some of the things that lingered through his clouded mind. After staring at himself long enough, in disgust the Hattori simply closed his eyes from what he felt was from the rest of the world.
Musashi's eyes widen after he felt slight bump to his backside. What could she possibly want now? The last thing Musashi wanted was for the blonde haired beauty to feel bad for him. There was no worst feeling in the world than just that. 'Daijoubu.' A smirk appeared on Musashi's face realizing he practically wasted his thoughts for the past minute assuming what she was probably going to think of him. 'I should probably get out of my feelings huh' Musashi lips spoke without making any sounds as he sort of resting his head back against hers. The sweet aroma she carried, her soft tone, the positive vibe she gave him was quite comforting. Even in a time like this. Maybe talking to strangers wasn't so bad after all.
He wanted to respond to what she was saying, but he just couldn't find the words to do so. It was almost as if she could relate to everything that he was feeling. Taking comfort from a stranger isn't cheating right? The Hattori begin to ask himself. Every time she spoke he became more and more curious about what kind of person she was. No, that would be a lie. He wasn't curious about anything. Right now he was nothing more than a lost man looking for comfort, hope, and everything that he felt could be right with his world. And somehow he was getting all that from a person he just met only a few seconds ago. He couldn't help but feeling long he was wrong for doing so, but no real harm was being done right?
He questioned as the girl turned her body over to where the front of her body was now facing toward him. Her arms reaching around his tense neck, the soft touch of her breast pressing against his stressed back. All the Hattori could do was embrace every single second of that moment. What is this woman doing to me? Why? Does it even matter right now? He questioned once more as she continued to grace him with more words of encouragement. There was something different about this embrace. It wasn't like she was trying to seduce him. Nah, it had more of a different feel to it. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. It was like a blend of the touch of a mother, and a lover, and then something else. Either way it didn't matter, what she was saying. What she was doing. It was all helping.
"You must be Jean Grey or something. Its as if you took everything I've ever thought of the school, and made sense out of it."
The Hattori spoke as he continued to think over all the amazing words that had just come from out of her mouth. She was so intelligent, and at the moment she just seemed to have all the answers. It was as if she was just stalking him and knew everything about him, but at the same time didn't. It was probably just that god like woman's intuition. "But who exactly in the school could I find that could possibly share those same interest... I mean, do you share those same feelings?" Of course she did. She obviously didn't say that for her own health right? The Hattori questioned, his eyes widening with life as she released herself from him and turned her back toward his. It was as if for a moment he was in a dream, except it was all real.
"That was probably a silly question...."
The Hattori muttered as softly ass he could as she begin to giggle at what he said. He figured that he sounded ridiculous. Apart of him cared about her laughter before realizing that even if she thought he was a fool it wouldn't matter anyways. After all his gang practically stabbed themselves in the back and now they were probably the joke of the school. All he could do was stare at his reflection in the water in front of him. It was his fault anyways right? Perhaps having his brother running everything from the start would have worked. Maybe he was too soft. These were just some of the things that lingered through his clouded mind. After staring at himself long enough, in disgust the Hattori simply closed his eyes from what he felt was from the rest of the world.
Musashi's eyes widen after he felt slight bump to his backside. What could she possibly want now? The last thing Musashi wanted was for the blonde haired beauty to feel bad for him. There was no worst feeling in the world than just that. 'Daijoubu.' A smirk appeared on Musashi's face realizing he practically wasted his thoughts for the past minute assuming what she was probably going to think of him. 'I should probably get out of my feelings huh' Musashi lips spoke without making any sounds as he sort of resting his head back against hers. The sweet aroma she carried, her soft tone, the positive vibe she gave him was quite comforting. Even in a time like this. Maybe talking to strangers wasn't so bad after all.
He wanted to respond to what she was saying, but he just couldn't find the words to do so. It was almost as if she could relate to everything that he was feeling. Taking comfort from a stranger isn't cheating right? The Hattori begin to ask himself. Every time she spoke he became more and more curious about what kind of person she was. No, that would be a lie. He wasn't curious about anything. Right now he was nothing more than a lost man looking for comfort, hope, and everything that he felt could be right with his world. And somehow he was getting all that from a person he just met only a few seconds ago. He couldn't help but feeling long he was wrong for doing so, but no real harm was being done right?
He questioned as the girl turned her body over to where the front of her body was now facing toward him. Her arms reaching around his tense neck, the soft touch of her breast pressing against his stressed back. All the Hattori could do was embrace every single second of that moment. What is this woman doing to me? Why? Does it even matter right now? He questioned once more as she continued to grace him with more words of encouragement. There was something different about this embrace. It wasn't like she was trying to seduce him. Nah, it had more of a different feel to it. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. It was like a blend of the touch of a mother, and a lover, and then something else. Either way it didn't matter, what she was saying. What she was doing. It was all helping.
"You must be Jean Grey or something. Its as if you took everything I've ever thought of the school, and made sense out of it."
The Hattori spoke as he continued to think over all the amazing words that had just come from out of her mouth. She was so intelligent, and at the moment she just seemed to have all the answers. It was as if she was just stalking him and knew everything about him, but at the same time didn't. It was probably just that god like woman's intuition. "But who exactly in the school could I find that could possibly share those same interest... I mean, do you share those same feelings?" Of course she did. She obviously didn't say that for her own health right? The Hattori questioned, his eyes widening with life as she released herself from him and turned her back toward his. It was as if for a moment he was in a dream, except it was all real.
"That was probably a silly question...."
