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Realistic or Modern The "Dere" Festival 2 [Filled]

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Kimura has movement coming back in her left arm. She slowly raises the hand, which still had the phone tightly in it, the message on the screen. She lifts the phone slowly, showing the message to Sekai, trying to hide behind the blanket as well, though only able to do so barely from her body still being in pain. "W-were... you... the one... who sent me... this...?" Both pain and shyness were in her voice, her eyes slightly closed at the pain, and the possibility of being hit.
 
Mika stopped tugging hearing Sekais shout. Smiling at her sheepishly he let the bamboo sword go and slipped back into the booth popping a chocolate ball in his mouth as he did. Instantly he was relaxed calm and more cheerful. The wonders of chocolate.


He looked over when he seen the girl move- ignoring Sekai-and was relieved. If she can move her arm she isn't gravely injured. That's good. He leaned closer when she brought out the phone and read the text message. The last of the chocolate melted in his mouth and he was finally able to speak."Well look at that. It seems she is really one of us. I don't remember seeing her in our class though so she must be a new friend brought to us by fate."


Reaching into his pocket he drew out another chocolate ball and held it out to her smiling. "Nice to meet you kid. We are the Dere's."
 
When her got near, she tried to pull her hand back under the blanket, but he already had gotten up to her phone, reading it. "Y-you probably... didn't see me... because I sat in the back... N-never... talking..." She slightly turns her head, seeing Sekai, blushing a little. Ever since then, she's though of Sekai as some kind of idol.


5 Years Ago:


The wind was blowing, snow covering the grounds. Another day, laying in the snow outside the school, nobody around. A girl walks up to the school, two people coming out of the school, with a rather unpleasant greeting. Rather than get scared like she would, the girl stood up for herself. She yelled at the two girls, just telling them off like they were trash. The two girls ran off, not wanting to deal with such treatment. "S-she... I wish... I were able to do that..."
 
Kaiyoto's prediction was more or less right. With a straight expression, Azami managed to knee him in the stomach. "Don't touch me so casually," she deadpanned, "Yes, it's five years. I'm amazed you can even count that much."


She straighten her dress and turned around to see the table where the group were at, "No need to shout at me like that, Sekai. Your fragile mind maybe can't process it, but not everyone in this room is your servant." she said flatly, walking towards them and then took a seat beside Ken, of all people. She only gave a single glance at the person beside her before looked straight ahead, seemed bored.


Azami then realized that someone, a total stranger, was sprawling on the floor right now (@Miyuki), with Kenpachi and Ken seemed to be at each other throat and Miko yelled something about ruining chocolate. She sighed, "Apparently we are not even five minutes into meeting and someone was already injured," She took her phone from her purse and called the hospital, "Hello, emergency unit? Someone in Yin-Yang’s Bamboo Garden Eatery need a medical attention in place right now. Please come as fast as possible or she might die." she said calmly. Sure, her condition wasn't that grave, but it best to make them think the situation was worse than it actually was if she want them to come here fast. Beside, they didn't know what might happen next. Perhaps another person would be gravely injured by the time people from the hospital came here.


She put her phone back and looked around. There's this glasses boy...Kuma? Wait, his name was Ianari, but he was nicknamed 'Kuma' for some reason. Reason that had something to do with a teacher's wrist being snapped, if her memory serves right. She looked around again and saw...Minoru(@Lycopene). Ah right, Minoru. She remembered witnessing some...interesting things from him before.


flashback

The 12-years old Azami was in the school park, minding her own business. Her hand was busy writing into her notes as she poured her latest story idea to it. She frowned a little. This story idea she got was good, but...there's some difficulties in implementing it.


Then she heard a voice behind her. That voice came from the part of the park that was surrounded by trees, covering it from outside view. She stand up and walked towards where the voice was. It was a boy's voice, and he seemed to recite...something?



She silently peeked behind the tree and saw one of her classmate, passionately reciting a well-known line from a famous movie she once watch. He seemed to be really immersed in his role, displaying such a heartfelt emotion, which was quite a rare sight since in the class he looked all cold and uncaring. Not unlike herself. This was...unexpected. She waited for some moment until he finished reciting that line.



"My, my..." Azami came out from behind the tree, openly hold her phone in her hand as if saying 'Yes, I saw you, and I record
everything'. "Who knows you have such a...theatrical side in you, Minoru?"
 
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Kenpachi looked at Mika as if looks could kill, literally. He was about to hit him before he let go of his sword. Then he heard someone speak up. "No way....I recognise that voice and very angry and snobby tone" he said turning back to the princess herself. Kenpachi was about to say something he would later regret. "Look what the cat dragged in, the arrogant b**** herself" He said with a grin. He completely forgot about Ken and went over to sit at the table Sheathing his swords. He sat across from Sekai and listened to her talk and rant about how she has changed. Kenpachi literally snorted and began to laugh, pounding on the table. "You may say all that about yourself and I totally agree, you've become older, taller, more beautiful, and you've even changed from a flat chested little snot and gained some volume there.... but the same can't be said about your personality, you still act like the child you once were" he said laughing.


Kenpachi looked around. "Man you all look different, The only one I can really recognise is Ken because of his hair and Sekai because of her personality, but really I can't tell who's who here" he said. "But any way's, most of you probably already recognised me as Kenpachi. To start off over the past five years I've been certified nationally as a kendo artist and I have participated in many tournaments, I'm older, I've gain more muscle, and I'm taller as well. I've also gone through a lot of long therapy sessions because people kept on nagging me to go. " He said. "I also got a Husky now and I've been working a part time job at a fast food restaurant as a cook. I can play the guitar,drums, and bass guitar as well" he said.


He then sighed looking over to the girl covered in the blanket. "God....." he said to himself rubbing his face. Kenpachi walked over and rubbed the top of her head before walking away. "I gotta use the wash room" he said walking towards the sign that hung down saying wash room.
 
Mika giggled sitting down and smiling at Kenpachi's back as he walked away. Turning he beamed at the girl already munching on another piece of chocolate."That was Keni's way of saying sorry. He must feel really bad about what he did to you to have done it. I wouldn't take it lightly if I was you."
 
She fell over as he tried to touch her head, curling up under the blanket, her phone dropping to the ground, breaking. She'd only gotten that phone a few days ago, and it was already broken. Then again, she was always being beaten up, and her phone was constantly being slammed into something while in her pocket. It was like that phone was designed specifically for this meeting, and nothing more.
 
As more of the AllDere alumni entered the restaurant, Ken felt his irritation grow, the booth becoming more cramped with each new arrival. Ordinarily, he would have left the establishment by now, leaving a path of destruction behind, but two things were preventing such mayhem. For the sake of not being victim to the wooden spoon of death, the blond was attempting to restrain himself and be on his best behavior. The second prevention was much more effective than the boy simply trying to hold back, all of his anger still being directed towards the old man that had made a mess of his day in more than one way.


Scowl forever glued to his face, Ken ignored the situation in favor of his thoughts, which weren't exactly family friendly. It is for this lack of attention that he hadn't noticed the chocolate sphere being thrown at him. However, when the ball of candy had made contact with his forehead, he became quite aware.


For a second, the boy remained silent, still yet to have processed what had just occurred. Golden bangs shadowing his facial features, his expression was unreadable, but it wasn't likely that it was anything positive. The sweet had shattered upon impact, the force of connecting with his skull breaking it into several pieces. As each individual fragment had finally fallen to the surface of the booth, the sound reminiscent to the drop of a dime, it was like a signal that brought everything back into motion. All hell had officially broken loose, the teen's anger no longer directed at his teacher.


With the added texture of bamboo threatening to strike his neck, Ken's current displeasure had only grown. Rising from his seat in a quick motion, he gripped the practice sword with a great amount of force. "What the hell do you think you're doing, shitty samurai!?" Snarling at his fellow alumnus, he hardly noticed the other weapon being caught.


Just as Ken was about to rip out his attacker's throat, an annoying voice suddenly caught his attention. Turning his head away from the conflict, he identified the disturbance as one of the women that currently sat at the booth. At that moment, he couldn't place the name based on the girl's appearance, but the aggravating way she spoke was enough to jog his memory, as well as add to his growing irritation. It was almost as if he wasn't ever meant to be calm.


When she had finished her little rant, Ken could feel his eye begin to twitch. After almost having suffered a blunt strike to the head, he hadn't quite blown off the steam that was needed to cool down. Right now, the annoying girl was a prime target.


Narrowing his eyes at the brunette, Ken's previous demeanor had failed to dissipate, the speech having the opposite of the intended effect. "Who died and made you queen, you noisy hag!?"


Ken's glare at the woman was briefly interrupted when the man from before began to leave for the washroom. "Hey, where the hell do you think you're going, bamboo brain!?" He still hadn't forgotten what had just transpired mere seconds ago.


Everything about these people only seemed to increase his agitation. There was no way he was going to suddenly engage in some random chit-chat as if they were all friends.


@kirito1337 @White Masquerade
 
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Kaiyoto's eyes shot completely open as he takes a step or two back, all the while he was holding his gut,

"N-Nice to see you're still the same." It doesn't take him long to walk over to the table and sit down beside Sekai, (will change if someone is already sitting next to her or I misread something, (common error from Stew) I don't mind fixing it) Kaiyoto suddenly leans closer to her and whispers something,

"Ok, I would just like to say, I will gladly do anything just for you not to tell anyone that I'm a musician." Then he scoots away slightly, Kaiyoto didn't enjoy the fact that someone knew that he was a musician. He was also afraid that everyone else knew since he was in the news and also has several commercials that he made,

"So, Sekai, it's been quite a while. What's happened with you?" He asks with a smile on his face once again, the pain in his gut was already going away.​
 
Mika scrowled at Ken. Angrily he smacked him on the back of his head."That's enough Ken. There is no need to be so mean she was just trying to get you guys to calm down. We are in a restaurant remember. If you guys get into a fight we will probably get kicked out."
 
Sekai had a chance to glance at the message before the phone fell to the floor and broke. She slammed her fist on the table remembering what Kenpachi had said to her before she left. Inside she was furious. She was so disrespected! She hadn't even done anything to deserve that! Then Azami decided to open her big, fat, ugly mouth too.


"Hey Azami lame-uudo," she snorted. "I bet you still don't have a boyfriend. With statue-for-face, can't say that I'm surprised. I'd feel sorry for the guy who ever gets with you. If one ever does that is." Smiling to herself, another smart comment was then hurled her way. "Noisy hag? That's rich Ken. I still see you're an in-sociable meat-head. Or maybe Ogre. Yeah. Ogre sounds better. Tell me, how many times have you been arrested since leaving AllDere? If it were up to me, I'd lock you up and throw away the key so you can go wild with the rest of this country's animals."





It was then Kaiyoto came by and whispered magical words into ear. Anything huh..? Sekai's eyelids drooped and her chest puffed out. "I've been good Kaiyoto..Would you like to buy me a soda while we talk about how silly Ken is?" Glancing at the blonde fighter, Sekai bared a full grin, waving index finger back and forth, motioning him to come on over and get her. "Five years and still an idiotic brute....Not like you Kaiyoto...you're absolutely amazing~.."
 

Kaiyoto rubs the back of his head with a stupid grin on his face,

"Uh-Uh, waiter!" He calls out to one of the waiters, all the while blushing from Sekai's comment, Is she joiking? He asks himself in his head, She HAS to be joking, that's not like her to call other people great, she's a princess and princesses don't act like that, they think of everyone else as lowly peasants. He says internally,

"He is kind of a dummy, no offense, Ken." Kaiyoto says as he glances over at Ken and then back at Sekai, Kaiyoto scoots over a tad bit since he seems more comfortable at this point,

"Well, it's good to hear that you've been doing well, I've been doing pretty good as well." There was a sudden sound of painful remembrance on the word "good", for Kaiyoto remembered the depression he had 3 years ago. He managed to keep a straight face after he remembered the painful time, still maintaining that stupid smile he has, a waiter walks up,

"Yes sir, what could I get you?" The waiter asks,

"Um, a lemon soda for me and a raspberry soda for the lovely girl next to me." He says with an even bigger smile.​
 
Kimura sits up, looking at the waiter. "E-excuse me... C-can I have... strawberry cake...?" She keeps hidden mostly behind the blanket, her eye only half visible, hiding the red of it. She looks at Sekai, blushing a little under the blanket. "I-I'll pay... for my cake... Miss Sekai..."
 
Before Ken could get his hands on the kid that had decided to suddenly strike the back of his head, Sekai's annoying voice pierced his ears. While nothing may have seemed wrong with the girl's tone, it was like a needle running down a chalkboard for the blond. He was particularly sensitive to the sound with a head filled with blood.


The vein in his thread threatening to burst, Ken slammed his hand on the table. "I haven't been arrested at all, you spoiled brat!" Strangely, the anger that he felt was helping clear the fog that clouded his memory. He was able to remember the girl fairly well now, her background greatly contrasting his own.


"If anyone's idiotic, it's a girl like you that's never had to work for anything in her life!" While the insult had hit a nerve, it was understandable. Five years ago, Ken had just started to become indifferent to school, losing his perfect record and allowing his grades to slip. Disregarding the fact that he was already preparing to transfer into a university, his actual intelligence would be a surprise to many.


Before he could get much farther, the golden-haired youth felt a familiar vibration from his pocket. Fishing out the ebony device, Ken was just barely able to suppress a gulp. As if she could sense the current atmosphere all the way from her home, Haru Yozawa was calling for the young man.


Walking away from the both to answer the call, he felt the familiar chill as he heard the woman's voice. With almost inhuman instincts, she began to question his current situation, wanting to know if he was behaving himself. The boy could only give brief responses.


"Yes...No, I'm fine...I'll be sure to do that...Thank you, ma'am...I'll call later...Bye..." He would've much rather been under investigation for murder. Mrs. Yozawa would make a great interrogator.


Returning to his previous place at the booth, Ken resigned to his earlier silence. Clicking his tongue as he sat, he kept to himself with a much darker look than before. Even if he was forced to be around them, he wouldn't be sharing anything about his life, assignment be damned.
 
"I almost forgot." Mika shouted suddenly as a thought came to mind. Shoving his hand in his pocket he withdrew a chocolate ball. Smiling he leaned across the table and offered it to


Kaiyoto."Here everyone gets a chocolate."
 
Azami calmly sipped her welcome drink, didn't do as much as raised a brow as she heard Sekai's comment. "Funny that it comes from you. As far as I see, no one can bear your presence unless you pay them for it. I don't see your boyfriend right now..." she subtly taunted, "did he ran away because you didn't pay him enough?"


As Ken shouted at Sekai, Azami discreetly observed him. One who knew her would instantly recognize that look.
Silently judging you...conclude your background and personality from your appearance and demeanor in 3...2...1...


"I don't remember you being this ill-tempered before, Ken..." Sharp amber eyes gazed at him, "Who are you rebelling to? Certainly not a person who just called you before." She delicately put her cup on the table, "Whoever and whatever the problem is, I think letting the one you hate having that much influence over you, to the point of changing your appearance, is foolish...and pathetic." she finished smoothly.



As the waitress came, Azami glance at the menu before spoke shortly to her, "A coffee, please." she didn't feel like eating anything right now. And she certainly need some caffeine.



 
He had tried being calm as Mrs. Yozawa had hoped he would be, but the words that reached his ears changed that. He gritted his teeth to the point where it seemed like they would crack underneath the pressure. This girl thought she knew everything about him like she was some therapist, sounding so confident.


To a larger degree than he had been all night, he was angry. What she had said pushed him beyond that point, each word edging him further along. However, he could not refute that she spoke the truth. She had hit a nerve that he tried to keep hidden for the sake of remaining calm, but too much anger had been accumulated in such a short time.


Rising from the booth despite having just returned, he left from his seat. "I'm going to the restroom!" Walking passed the customers who lacked the abnormal qualities of the group he was now leaving, Ken made his way to the washrooms near the end of the restaurant. If he didn't excuse himself from the others, he would no doubt explode, something he could not let happen at the moment.


Exiting the dining area he had spent little time in, the blond rested his back against the clear, white walls before slumping down slightly. He had expected this outcome, but it he managed to last longer than he had initially thought. It was surprising he managed to last a single minute amongst the other Deres.


Unable to return back to his usual street corner that served as a makeshift base, he remained with his arms folded across his chest. If he went back, he would no doubt be caught and sent straight back to the restaurant by a certain annoying man. At the moment, he was caught between a rock and a hard place.


Contemplating where he should travel to next, Ken felt a familiar craving he had not experienced for quite a while. The desire to fill his lungs with hazardous smoke was held back at the moment, but he wasn't sure how long that would last. It was all because of this festival nonsense.


Catching his own reflection in one of the many mirrors, Ken held one of the several strands of his golden hair between his fingers. Truthfully, he still wasn't used to seeing this appearance of his. He had no problems with it, choosing the look of his own free will, but that didn't change the fact that it remained a bit strange.


"Bastard..." Unsure of who the word was aimed at, one of those back at the booth or perhaps the person the girl had mentioned in her brief analysis, he checked the time on his phone. "How much longer do I have to put up with this?"
 
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Present Time:


Kimura looked around at all the people there. She turned her eyes to Azami. She was the girl Kimura had sat two seats behind back five years ago. She only recognized Sekai at first, but now that she's looking back, she's seen a few of their faces, though they obviously never noticed her, as she was constantly behind a blanket and at the back of the class. Not even the teacher noticed she was there due to how scarce and shy she was back then. Even now, she's barely improved, if improved at all. She just sunk back into her blanket, just going to let herself go unnoticed by everybody, but just kept looking at Azami and Sekai, still blushing a little. Two girls that she looked up to in some way, sometimes not even knowing herself why.


5 Years Ago - Start of Class:


The beginning of class. All the students names were called; all except hers. She was just forgotten about, hiding under a blanket in the furthest seat from the board. Two seats ahead of her was Azami, and somewhere nearby, Sekai. She'd just seen Sekai chase off two rude girls with mere words earlier, and was looking at her with one eye half exposed from her blanket. There were several other students, but she didn't really pay attention to them. Their faces weren't ones she'd remembered, thus she didn't know that those other people in that room, were the same people around her right now. Her flashback ends at that, then skips on to a later that day.


5 Years Ago - After Class:


She was walking down the hall. There were two girls, each walking different ways. On the left, was Sekai, and on the right, Azami. She walked to the center, where she would make her choice. She looked left, watching Sekai as she walked down the hall, full of pride and a sense of royalty. She looked to the right, the quiet and calm Azami. She gave off this feeling of being cold, but at the same time, warm. She was in the middle of choosing from the two paths, when suddenly, the flashback, which at that point felt so real that it seemed like a dream, ended.


Present Time:


Kimura could feel her heart beating. She wasn't sure if she was just overly happy, if she was scared, or if she was just flat-out panicking right now. It was like that situation in the hallway she just saw. Sekai on the left, and Azami on the right. She could go either way, but couldn't go both. Go left, and try talking with the girl who had everything she ever wanted, which was the thing Kimura had been trying to attain herself for years, or go to the right, and and try her luck with a girl that was ofter quiet like herself, but unlike her, was calm and never really had to worry about the situations she's in, which was yet another thing she was trying to attain, and had been for years.


The choice was too difficult for her. For the first time in her life, she did something that, rather than made her go unnoticed, made her get noticed even more. She held her head, somewhat slamming her elbows on the table, still covered by the blanket, aside from several strands of white hair slipping forward, now laying on the table. "I-I... am incapable... of deciding... T-they are both... what I have been... trying to attain... This is nothing like me... Normally, I would be letting go of it, just hiding in my blanket... letting both just disappear..."





(I went just a tad bit out of her own character to show how much this decision really affects her .-. I also proved to myself, that I can be literate ^^)
 

Kaiyoto looked at the girl with a very surprised look since that slam kind of spooked him. He stared at her for some time and continued to stare; it really was a strange sight, a walking blanket,

"Um, can I help you?" He asks with a sincere tone. A waiter comes back out with two sodas and sets them down on the table.

 
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Minoru Daisuke


“Are those your friends, sir?”


That sudden question dragged Minoru from nostalgia to reality. If it weren’t for the nosy waiter beside him, Minoru wouldn’t have realized that he was already spacing out.



Turning his back against the waiter, Minoru replied,
“No, they aren’t. I’ll be leaving now.” Sure those guys were exactly like him and they did have some fun times together, but he wouldn’t go as far as to call them his friends. He just doesn’t have the right do so and besides, it’s all in the past not worth digging up for.


As Minoru was about to leave, he suddenly heard yelling from the direction of the booth which greatly startled him and caused him to crash against someone. Without a word, Minoru began to help the victim of his recklessness before realizing that it was a
girl. Once it occurred in his thought, Minoru quickly flushed up and backed away from the waitress, “I-I-I’m sorry…” was all he could say, specifically, mutter.


“No, sir, it’s quite alright.”, was the reply of the waitress.


Once he heard his name, Minoru impulsively grabbed the opportunity and used it as a means of escape from the awkwardness between him and the woman. Without realizing it, Minoru had dashed off inside the booth and quickly sat at a chair far from everyone. Sighing, he was quite thankful for being able to slip off from the horrible scene he experienced, but once the thought of him entering the booth sunk in his mind, Minoru greatly regretted his actions.



Looking around, Minoru recognized the people who were currently around him by their faces, but not by their names. However, there were a few exceptions to this rule. There was the blonde haired brute who seemed to be angry about almost everything. It was just a gut feeling, but the guy seemed to be the tsundere. On the other hand, there was this person who was oddly covered in a white blanket. What’s with that? It wasn’t even Halloween, yet. Then, there was Miko, the only person he seems close and greatly respects out of everybody in the group. Due to his presence, Minoru was starting to think that it was worth coming over to this reunion. He remember sharing chocolates with the boy and it seems that over the years, he still hasn't changed.



The last person to the exception was Azami. Boy, Minoru just can’t seem to forget her name for the thing she did to him five years ago. She actually saw him reciting lines from his favorite movie, not only that, she also recorded it. Plus, there was also a possibility that she knew about his
other secret, since after that scene-if memory serves him right-Minoru quickly flushed up and ran away. Due to that, Minoru came to hate the girl and now that she’s here, he has to keep his guard up.


But seriously, what’s with these people? How shameful can they get? Even if they were already high school students now, they were still arguing and brawling like they haven’t matured at all. Nevertheless, Minoru decided to go home once the waitress and waiter from earlier leaves first.
 
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Sekai Shumoda





Never worked for anything in my life huh Ken?? Please. I'm probably the hardest worker here at this table. I have had A LOT to deal with! She could only watch as he got up from his place in the booth, using going to the rest-room as an excuse. Restroom my left eye. You just can't handle a little pressure ya simple --. At this thought, the girl stopped herself. What was she doing?





5 Years Ago After Final Class of SRS 101

Professor Tanudo lightly tapped miss Shumoda's shoulder before she stepped out the door.
"Excuse me Sekai. Before you go, I wanted to tell you something."


"Yeah, yeah, I was listening. Put it in your calendar, set up a spot, pick a few places for after, yadda, yadda."




The woman shot Sekai a piercing look of disdain. Clearly she did not appreciate the cheeky response. "Sorry."

"That's better. Now what I wanted to tell you was, this won't be easy. Naturally you're all going to want to fight and will have problems with each other from the get-go. It's what led to AllDere being split in the first place. However!" She leaned closer to Sekai. "I as well as most of us here, believe that we can overcome our differences and be friends. At least tolerate each other you know? So please. If you ever feel yourself losing control, take a deep breath and stop. It will be hard, but just pause for a moment. Everyone there will have their own thoughts, views, and feelings that they'll want to share. Listen to them and try to understand where they're coming from. Don't be a part of the problem Sekai. Remember, though we might have different beginnings, we all have the same end. We're Deres."




Present-Time

With a sigh, Sekai grabbed the drink Kaiyoto ordered for her, giving him a small smile.
"I know I don't say this a lot but thank you." Turning to Azami who'd just ordered a coffee, the princess scrunched up her mouth. I'm sure as heck not going to apologize...but..I should say something...

"Azami. You. Look. N..You look..Ni..Azami. You. Look --" @Stew @kirito1337 [/b]



Staring hard at Azami, Sekai jumped up, tapped blanket-girl, and hissed at those present in the booth. [/color]"Chai Long's Karaoke! Now! Now! Before they come back!" The girl wormed her way past bodies around her and out into the aisle. Breaking into a run, she made a bee-line straight for the back exit.


15 Minutes Later At Chai Long's


An out of breath girl slunk inside the Karaoke building with sweat-drenched forehead.
Good god. My makeup! Man! Bending over to catch a breath and turning towards the door, she waited for the inevitable rushing of footsteps barreling right on through.




@The Doorman


@kira blackthorn


@Lycopene
 
Mika sat still blankly staring into space in shock. What the hell just happened? Sekais words shook him out of it and before he knew it he was out of his seat and following her. It figures the cops would come.
 

Kaiyoto was quite flabber-gasted by all of the commotion. He ran outside with all of them but Kaiyoto branched off from the group and ran to his chauffeur,

"I.... need you to.... follow us.... to the karaoke place," He says in between breaths,

"But don't be seen." Kaiyoto adds, now reinvigorated in the short break he took. Kaiyoto then darts off to the spot where the rest of his group was, at karaoke. Kaiyoto jogs up, (another bad idea) and ends up slipping on an empty bottle which results in him on his back, facing upward,

"Ugh..." He mutters as he sits up and rubs the back of his neck,

"H-Hey there guys! Wasn't that restaurant thing wild?" Kaiyoto lets out a laugh before getting up with a couple of grunts and dusting himself off,

"Well, it appears as though we may just be at our next stop for today." He looks up at the small poster next to the door that's next to the group,

"I can pay for the admission if you guys can pay for drinks." He says with a smile as he looks at his friends.​
 
Present Time:


Kimura was left behind, not even sure what was going on. Her legs still refused to move, leaving her stuck there on the seat while everybody else ran. Without hesitation, she suddenly grabbed Sekai as she started to get up, hanging on to her back, the blanket still wrapped around her, barely held by her other arm. "W-what's... happening...?" She was scared, panicking about the entire situation. She just realized something. She could've grabbed onto her, or the other girl. D-did I just... choose...? N-no...! I-I needed... more time..." She had a tear roll down her blanket covered face, the blanket slipping off of her entire body, now curled up in front of her, still held by one hand, her pure white hair floating behind.


5 Years Ago - The choice:


Kimura was looking back and forth, two girls walking in opposite directions, her in the middle of trying to choose. She went down one path when something caused her to have to choose one without thinking, not even able to clearly tell what it was. She followed down that path a little ways further, following one of the two girls. After a little while, she stopped, looking back to see the other path was still there, the girl waiting down at the end, as though she would be able to change paths at any time. She returned to walking down the path again, though stayed a distance behind the girl, who just barely stayed within sight.


Present Time:


The tear rolling down Kimura's face flew backwards, her then wiping the blanket across her eyes, still holding on with her other arm. They reached the location, whereupon the girl she had been hanging onto was sweating. "I-I'm sorry... for riding on your back... My legs... won't work... I-I won't... do it again, miss Sekai..." That was the second time she referred to her as miss Sekai, somehow knowing her name. She brought the blanket in front of Sekai, slowly using it to wipe the sweat off of the girl's forehead. "I'm sorry... if carrying me caused this sweat..." Her eyes reflected the worry in her, as well as showed just how much she was sorry about having caused such sweating.
 

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