Waiting around (Kitty/Kazuaki)

[rochetteg]

Hard as I try, I know I can't quit
_{And I know I should say goodbye but it's no use}



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It was a cooler summer day and Rochette was out for a nice relaxing walk in the beach. It was early in the morning, so not many people were out. She could hardly see in front of her, but she didn't really care. Today was one of the days that Mura had set up time to talk. She didn't, at this point in time, want to go, but she would anyway. She knew how much he meant to her and she hoped he felt the same way.

She couldn't get her mind off of him so a nice lonesome walk should help. She was happy and not thinking about her past. It was hard enough for Mura to know about her past, as it was of her to know his. Although that was little that she knew. She was wearing short-shorts and an orange wood necklace top. She was holding her wedge flip-flops in her right hand and military like hat was in her black Hurley bag. She had no need for her sunglasses right now so she placed them on top of her head.

There was no sound of people that would normally around noon, the yelling, laughing, playing. All you could hear was Etta walking in the soft sand, the sound of the waves caressing the shore and the salty water smelt wonderful. She couldn't wait to swim in it, but she knew better then to swim now. No one was around and it was fairly dark outside. She could act crazy, not stupidly. Regardless she sat down and put her feet in the water. She leaned back and began to relax her muscles one at a time.

She was on hyper drive. Always alert. Rin really didn't like her, she truly wanted to rip her head off. It would be a bad thing to be jumped, again, but she knew Rin hated water, so she was safe. And everyone she loved or needed was not here. She was alone, happy in her cold water, she was comfortable too until she heard someone's voice. She tightened up, her eyes became dark, she was ready to shift if needed, and Mura wasn't here to stop her. She could and would hurt someone, if she had a reason to0."Who's there?" She called out waiting for an answer silently standing up.

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TAGGED ! Open
LYRICS ! Here we go again - Demi Lovato
OUTFIT ! A Click!
Words !404
Notes ! Enjoy! I hope[/color][/size]

[miyazaki]

[atrb=background,http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff305/Rika_Rose_Soul/background-1.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] Kazuaki hadn't been sleeping well, probably because his dreams were filled with terror and heart break, though what was new? The way he scheduled his life he was surprised he got any sleep at all, always keeping himself busy on a near permanent schedule. Though lately it had been a little out of there, with family issues and having been caught falling in love again, he couldn't help but laugh, of course he would be prone to doing that, he was like a person out of a fairy tale, with a tragic beginning and a happy ending, only vice versa in his case. He had woken up considerably early that morning, much earlier than he usually did, which was fairly early, which also meant he had time before his scheduled run, he just sighed and shook his head after he had showered. He seemed incapable of standing still that day, he needed to be in motion, he grew annoyed with pacing in his dorm. For a teacher, his patience had been running short lately, surely that wasn't a good sign. He grabbed his phone and headed out, simple enough. Though he had also grabbed his guitar, a simple, plain accoustic that he had gotten before he left for high school many years ago. Not long after he headed out his phone rang, he sighed and headed towards the beach, checking the caller ID as he did, "こんにちは！調子はどうですか？" He spoke, their conversation carrying on in the Japanese language as he spoke. So his brother, Tadashi, was finally leaving him, that didn't give his other brother, Susumo, the right to beg him to come back. Their conversation quickly turned into a heated argument, what could he expect from his family, not much really? He sighed and shook his head again, what was with his family, it was like they hated the world, or maybe they just hated him so much they loved him. Really he couldn't tell if there was love or not. Though he stopped talking as someone shouted out." He sighed, of course, some alert little creature was ready to attack, and that creature happened to be in human form for now, "Hey, cool it fire cracker, this is a public area. But if you must know, Professor Miyazaki, I apologize if I alarmed you." He quickly said good byes to his brother and looked towards the girl, what was she doing out there anyways? No one would be around until later, if she had a point on sitting out there by herself, he could see it not, but he knew her not either. Tags: KatKat Words: Like 438? Notes: >> if I need to, I shall... change it. Outfit: Clickly

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[rochetteg]

Hard as I try, I know I can't quit
_{And I know I should say goodbye but it's no use}



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Etta could feel the water slide off her feet as she stood up. She smiled at the professor a little demonically. “Oh hi. No it’s just this girl… she has been after me and well… I couldn’t really tell the difference!” She laughed lightly. It was a forced laugh, and you could tell. She wasn’t always great at hiding her feelings from people.

She looked over her shoulder at the water and sighed. She closed her eyes and thought about all that had happened. Etta slowly turned to look back at the Professor her eyes shot open. She smiled at him again, but it was a little more genuine this time. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Rochette Gawalko, or Etta.” Etta started let go of the thoughts of death and suicide attempts as she pressed her feet into the white sand.

This was supposed to be a distraction. Etta thought as she listened to the waves and wind. Every muscle in her body started to relax. It wasn’t as if a teacher would attack her, well not this one at least. “I am not normally like this… I mean I am not hot headed. I can be, but not normally this just happens to be an off day and well… I am rambling so I think I might shut up now.” Etta muttered the last part as she played with her hands looking down at the ground.

The look on her face wasn’t the most pleasant. There was a frown, sad eyes that drifted from side to side. Her thoughts began to over whelm her. All of this… was supposed to make me feel better just walking around and being alone. I wasn’t supposed to let anyone see me, or talk to me. I was just going to walk around and calm down, well… great now I am rambling in my head… great I can’t even shut myself up. GOD I AM SO LAME! Ugg… I hate my life. Stupid, stupid life. I hate all of this…. Murrr…. She had started an argument with herself. She wasn’t even listening to the conversation at hand, in fact she completely forgot about the professor. “UGG JUST SHUT UP!” She yelled at herself with a wild expression. “I said that out loud, didn’t I?” Etta asked with a little shrug of her shoulder. “Oh, why even ask I know I did… I am so lame.”

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TAGGED ! KITTEH!
LYRICS ! Here we go again - Demi Lovato
OUTFIT ! A Click!
Words !403
Notes ! Tehehehehe, I love making her suffer... that sounded dark...[/color][/size][/color]

[miyazaki]

[atrb=background,http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff305/Rika_Rose_Soul/background-1.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] Kazuaki stared at the girl with mild curiousity, so he was some teenage girl that was a stalker now? He had heard many things from his classes, but a stalker is a new one, a female stalker almost made him smile and laugh, but he kept his emotions in check and held a serious face, "Should you not address the school board about such a matter so measures for your saftey may be taken? If she is truly 'after you' does that not usually entitle violence?" His foreign accent, Japanese accent to be exact, slipped in heavily, it was obviously he was not originally from America. He listened to her laugh, she was trying to joke about it, but it was not working, she rather failed very fast in convincing him it was but a joke. Though as she took a moment to collect herself, or that was what Kazuaki had assumed she had done, she smiled a bit lighter, better than the demonic smile that made him think she was going to eat him, of course, he could only hope that she wouldn't, and that her shift was not that bigger then a grey wolf, he rather enjoyed his life, for the majority of it, and didn't need some flesh hungry shifter girl eating him, who would want to send their child to a school that that happened at? He sighed lightly, "Pleasure to meet you Miss Gawalko, Kazuaki Miyazaki." As was his custom he slowly slid into a slight bow, really he wasn't used to doing it anymore, but he felt that the need for proving that he was polite was a well needed factor here. Kazuaki had no desire to lose his job, who would, it wasn't like he had any place to go, that he wanted to go. Going back to Japan was not an option anymore, his life was here, his heart was here, and he didn't plan on moving far from where his heart lay. That would be just about as useful as stabbing it, leaving it that is. He watched the girl, she seemed to become less tense, but she seemed nervous, to him, he tended to ramble when he got nervous, perhaps ramblings was a natural thing for her? "Do not worry, one can never be judged by their form of speach, besides, no where in your tone implied, at least to I, that you were being hot headed." He was hiding behind that mask of polite, suffisticated, society raising that he learned to harness well when needed. He kept his voice low and gentle, she seemed a bit on the loose side of emotions at that moment. She seemed lost in her thoughts with a depressed, bewildered look upon her face, Kazuaki looked up as a seagul squawked over head, the annoying birds, honestly he wanted to chase it, but that was animal instinct, and he hid any curiousity about the winged creature, had any been showing, as quickly as he looked back towards Rochette. The new look on her face seeming more annoyed, was it at his prescence? Or was it at the thoughts that seemed to eat her alive and swallow her whole as a snake who preyed on a mouse? He rubbed the snake bracelet that hid under his sleep, a sense of comfort washing over him, it was the only way he knew to keep his love close to him at all times. But as he began to let his mind wander, the girl yelled out, confusion and fear flowing through him, his eyes burning gold as they so often did when he was scared and fighting the wolf that longed to run away when frightened. But he quickly took a breath and calmed his nerves, the bright gold iris' of his eyes turning back to the chocolate brown, he took the guitar case off of his back, as that had been how he managed to carry the thing and looked at the girl, "Miss Gawalko, are you alright? Perhaps you should attempt to sit down for a moment?" Tags: KatKat Words: 682 Notes: >> if I need to, I shall... change it. Outfit: Clickly

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[rochetteg]

Hard as I try, I know I can't quit
_{And I know I should say goodbye but it's no use}



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Rochette looked at him and blinked. “Yeah I am perfectly fine. What would make you think anything different!” She said attempting to smile at him calmly. “But sitting down does seem like a smart thing to do.” She said dropping her bag in the sand and sitting down beside it. She crossed her legs and put an elbow on each knee. Etta buried her face into her hands and sighed. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. I won’t cry. I can’t cry. It is all in my mind… I am going to be fine. I won’t cry. She pushed her hand over her face and into her hair in frustration. “I am just fine.” She whispered mainly to herself.

Etta pulled her knees close to her chest and pressed her feet into the sand. Etta began to cover her feet with the white sand. It was warm surprisingly enough. She thought it would have been cooler; after all it was the morning, but she didn’t complain. She started to bite her lip nervously. Etta could only imagine what Kazuaki thought about her right now.

She looked over at him with dead eyes. They had become life-less. Her normal brown eyes that shone with glee had become these black holes that took all happiness from the world around them. It wasn’t normal for her to act like this which made her heart ache, the thought of death made every so much more evident. Everything was heightened, especially her perception. Everything would be directed at her, not matter if it was or wasn’t. Simple everyday actions towards her would be blow out of proportion. Etta made eye contact with the professor; she closed her eyes and went back to burying her feet in the sand.

Her back was hunched as she leaned over her knees and sighed. She could feel the hot wind on her back and the sound of the ocean in the background. It was soothing and relaxing. Etta rested her chin on her knees and let her hands rest on the soft sand. “I am just fine.” She whispered again attempting to tune into her favourite ‘radio station’ from within her head. The station was chosen and she sat there listening to some sad song that was created by her mind. It was as if she knew what it was, so she was humming along out loud.

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TAGGED ! KITTEH!
LYRICS ! Here we go again - Demi Lovato
OUTFIT ! A Click!
Words !404
Notes ! HAHAHAHA YOU SHALL CRY NO MATTER WHAT!... that sounded dark... yet again xD[/color][/size]

[miyazaki]

[atrb=background,http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff305/Rika_Rose_Soul/background-1.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] Kazuaki eyed the girl, something about her made him uneasy, he couldn't place what, but that was life, though he had a hunch it had to do with how unstable she was, he tilted his head slightly as she spoke, why should he not worry about her? She was out here alone, yelling out loud to herself, she obviously needed help or some company, and considering Kazuaki had came out here, and he hadn't seen anyone else, looked like he would be providing the company. He picked up his guitar case and moved closer to the girl, sitting a few feet away from her crosslegged. "Miss Gawalko, what are you doing out here by yourself? It is dangerous to swim alone, if that was your intentions." Of course he was worried about her, was it not the Professor's jobs to take care of the students while they were at a boarding school? He watched her, there was something remotely abnormal going through her mind or something, she kept muttering to herself, perhaps attempting to strike up a conversation would be better. To attempt to provide her some security and distract her from her thoughts that were obviously distressed if she was acting like this, he had been around enough people to read the obvious signs of such a thing, and when he was raised with a psychologist in the family, you do tend to notice those things, though he wasn't near as quick about it as his cousin was, "I'm the professor of the Orchestra and Ensemble band, may I inquire what you're major is?" He smiled gently at the girl, this was not his forte, attempting to be a comfort, "Surely it is a nice one, you could be a model or a dancer." He tilted his head lightly, he meant it genuinely, she was beautiful, not that Kazuaki would say that straight forward, he rather enjoyed his job, and he didn't need a teenager to think he was making advances on her, much less a female teenager when he was happy with men. He recognized the humming coming from the girl, it was a feminine song, but he knew it none-the-less, most of the time it was played with a piano, but he had done some digging around a while back and managed to dig up a dominant guitar part instead. He reached back and unlatched his guitar case, pulling the guitar out, strumming quickly and adjusting a couple of strings before strumming out the first chord, his voice following. "The lights go out all around me One last candle to keep out the night And then the darkness surrounds me I know I'm alive But I feel like I died"

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Tags: KatKat
Words: 463
Notes: >> if I need to, I shall... change it.
Beauty From Pain ~ Superchick
Lyrics
Outfit: Clickly[/b]
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[rochetteg]

Hard as I try, I know I can't quit
_{And I know I should say goodbye but it's no use}



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Rochette lifted her head up and looked over at the man. Her eyes were still the same, dark and life less. She was still humming to her song not planning on answering him. It’s not class, I don’t have to answer him or even acknowledge he is even here. She thought, but he continued with his questions. Great, the music teacher… well My major is Sociology. Not that I am acting that sociable right now. When will he shut up? Etta wondered as he babbled on about majors. Pfft, me? A Dancer, Model!? Yeah right in your dreams. Her thoughts were subconscious thoughts that dabbled into her song that played over in her head.

She pulled her legs closer to her chest and she exhaled just for a moment before beginning to hum again. Her head once again rested on her knees. Etta couldn’t help but feel like he was watching her. It was unsettling, she wanted to whip around and tell him off, but she couldn’t will herself to do it. At the moment she wanted to be taken out to sea where she could drift away. She wanted to find a lonely island and live there alone where no one could hurt her. A place where she could watch the sun rise and set, where she could see the stars and moon, just a place where she could get away from her thoughts.

There was a silence and she could still feel him staring at her. It burned her and then that feeling stopped when she heard movement. The click of the guitar case made her jump a little, She buried her face in her knees and pretended that he wasn’t there, but suddenly he started to play. Etta’s head snapped up and she looked over at him wide eyed and shocked.

Her jaw dropped open and she began to turn to face him. “Y-you know the s-song Beauty from Pain by S-superchick?” Etta was at a loss for words, the chance that he knew what she was humming, she thought, was slim. She bit her lip and began to sing along. “And all that's left is to accept that it's over, My dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made, I try to keep warm but I just grow colder, I feel like I'm slipping away.” Rochette wasn’t bad at singing, it was a great past time of hers. Even though singing the familiar song should have made her feel better, it was strange and new. She had never really sang with someone.

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TAGGED ! KITTEH!
LYRICS ! Here we go again - Demi Lovato
OUTFIT ! A Click!
Words !428
Notes ! D'aw she talked.[/color][/size]

[miyazaki]

[atrb=background,http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff305/Rika_Rose_Soul/background-1.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] Kazuaki kept his eyes on the girl, her eyes were hard, and cold, somewhat demonic with the little life that she had in them. Though she was obviously not in a social mood, perhaps he should have just kept on walking and ignored her, but he couldn't have done without getting a guilty conscious on his shoulders; something he really didn't want to deal with, for some really odd reason, she struck him as more of a cat shift, she wasn't being all that social, ignoring him was proof of that, and he wasn't close enough to catch any scent off of her, so he had to guess by personality, a dangerous thought. He couldn't help but to wonder what exactly was going through her mind, he wasn't into the psychology field, but it was a natural human reaction to be curious about such a thing. She seemed to be trying hard to make him know he wasn't wanted there, which was logical, he was a stranger, an older male, claiming to be a teacher, and in short, this could be considered a bout of harassment, for not taking her body language as a sign and refusing to leave. If she managed to connect the two, he would not be surprised, and he could only hope he didn't call the cops, or whoever it was, that kept peace on their island, and not get him fired. Really perhaps staring at her hunched back and mentally willing her to turn around, was a tad on the creepy side, but he supposed he couldn't help it, she wasn't trying to be social at all, and he had to manage to get her to pay some sort of attention to him, after all, he was quite persistent, and didn't want to leave a possibly suicidal girl alone. She did seem a bit demented, so if anything, he could plea that way should he have his job on the line because of this one teenage girl. When she turned at him playing, he nearly flinched at the shock in her face, was it uncommon for a man to know such a song? He was a music teacher, he had to keep up with what the students wanted. He merely grinned, well of course he knew it, he was playing it, wasn't he, and singing to it. It was probably another creepy fact for him, at this rate he could probably go to jail for a good five years. He chuckled mentally, he doubted that would happen, he was a slippery little man. He was thankful when she joined in, just because he could sing high and manage to nearly match the voice of the real artist, didn't mean it was easy for him, he slid down to harmonize her melody with their voices. “After all this has passed I still will remain After I've cried my last There'll be beauty from pain Though it won't be today Someday I'll hope again And there'll be beauty from pain You will bring beauty from my pain.” Tags: KatKat Words: 510 Notes: >> if I need to, I shall... change it. Beauty From Pain ~ Superchick Lyrics Outfit: Clickly

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