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Post by Kisumi Shingo on Nov 4, 2015 13:47:48 GMT -5
Her eyes were closed as she more and more wished this moment away.
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What was that? The sound of a camera shutter? She opened her eyes to see the phone on the bench,
"What did you do? Please delete that!" She said, she tried to sound forceful, but her voice came out only as a soft coo, just above a whisper.
"If Zuko sees that, she'll-she'll..!" Hate her? Never talk to her again? Wait. The next pert of what Haru just said sunk in, this was as close as she'd allow her to get to the real thing? That meant this person would stand in between her and her lifelong crush? This person meant to intrude on her life and simply take her? Remembering what it was like to be bullied before, her heart broke a little, "Z-zuko," tears welled in her violet eyes. She felt helpless, if this red head wanted to take her, she simply could, and there'd be nothing Kisumi could do about it.
The kisses, the touches, she couldn't take it; one tear escaped. "Please..." she said, feeling powerless, "L-let me go..." she thought only of Zuko now, shame filling her. Maybe...somehow, she could tell Zuko what was going on, surely she'd believe her right? The blackmail wouldn't work if Kisumi could be brave. But...that's just it...could she be brave enough to taddle? She pressed her forehead to the locker, her hands in fists, and hid in the shadow of her own body. This wonderful, horrible, moment, she wanted to escape, but then if that was the case, why wasn't she fighting at all?
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Post by Haruka Kumori on Nov 4, 2015 14:11:40 GMT -5
Kisumi had noticed the photo being taken and though Haruka was existed for things to continue, the action of taking the picture had actually ruined it . Which only made her angry at her self, why did she have to ruin things , good things for her self. Sighing as she heard the girls pleads for her to stop she took a moment to take it all in.
The girl in front of her was truly broken, had she planned this? Sure Haruka had enjoyed what happened, and yes she lets the naughtier side of herself take over more then she should but wanting this girl wasn't so terrible was it ?
All this annoyed her as thoughts raced in her mind, causing her to slam her fist to the locker, taking a deep breath she smiled almost a sickly sweet. Patting Kisumi head playfully messing the pink locks a little. She took a few steps away grabbing her phone as she did. All that came next was the sound of a zip. " Alright kiss-me anything for you."
She went back to her locker letting her self pay little attention. To the girl who had asked her to stop. Haruka seemed almost to calm as she played with the lock on her locker opening the door slowly getting her bag and shutting the locker with little noise. " Besides I got what I want kiss-me , I can't wait to play again, maybe next time it won't be in such a dirty situation."
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Post by Kisumi Shingo on Nov 4, 2015 14:43:12 GMT -5
The fist hitting the locker make her jump, body going rigid with fear. She froze, unable to breathe. Was she going to get hit too? There was a terrifying moment that passed before the other released her. She all but collapsed, gathering up the towel to cover herself and sniffling.
She took a moment to gather herself, at least she was covered again, but there was still a problem. What had just happened? And how had she gotten out of it? Was it really as easy as asking for it to stop? She wondered if she could have avoided the humiliation by asking sooner. She tightly gripped the white towel, listening to the calm sounds of the redhead moving about. Wait, she was leaving? For some reason that was as upsetting as it was comforting.
"B-but, are you going to delete it?" she turned, looking at the Prince at the locker from her place on the floor.
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The door was unlocked and soon she was alone. She was off to see Zuko next, and for all she knew Haru would be waiting outside. She had to get dressed. Luckily the soaked clothes were from gym class, making her uniform was in her locker, ready to go. It was a long time before she managed to stand and dress herself. Taking her bag she hugged herself and walked for the exit, as if her own hands could undo what Haruka had done. She tried to think out exactly how she flet about this. It was all been wrong, and maybe if she didn't already love Zuko the encounter might have made her excited, instead it left her confused and a little broken. The next mountain to climb would be seeing Zuko...could she do it? Should she tell her she was feeling sick? No, she'd still go see her, she couldn't lie, not to her, but she wouldn't be able to tell her about this. No way. It was too shameful, though surely she'd be able to tell something was wrong.
TImidly, she opened the door, Haru was gone. She sighed a little and walked out into he sun, the fresh air felt so much better than the wet sweet smell of the showers, it felt a little free. She suddenly cried out quietly and took off running as fast as she could toward the dorms. She was a sprinter, and she was fast, fueled to go even faster by the emotions that plagued her. She ran as if her feet could carry her right off the planet, until she reached a place far above the world and apart from it. Pounding footfalls tried to erase the sickly sweet memory of her time alone with Haru, or rather, Haru's time alone with her. In this place nothing could touch her, if only she could stay forever.
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Post by Haruka Kumori on Nov 4, 2015 20:35:15 GMT -5
The timid soul that sat cover mow asked her to delete the picture, Haruka didn't play with the idea of a response she just walked to the door. Haruka would never really do anything with it and if she choose to use the information. Of today she would never use such a think of a picture, after all a picture and mean many things but the right words can make a wonderful painting.
She looked back at Kisumi smiling " See you at practice Kiss-me, I had think I got more of a work out then attended, hope you did as well.".
Shutting the door behind her she waited for a while on the side of the building just out of view of anyone. She waited till she heard the door creek open watching the pink haired tomboy run off. Haruka turned her hands tracing the wall of the building time to take that shower now .
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