Normal Days [Open]

[O'Dell Kirin]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable] i sing the body electric words 000 tags somebody notes notes notes notes One might think that a simple human being would learn from their past mistakes. It didn't matter what kind of mistake it could be but normally, you would learn something from it. Such as, if you played with fire you would eventually get burned. However, this concept seemed to have escaped Kirin O'Dell. For some reason or another, he found it rather entertaining to play with the hearts of young boys and girls. It was true that he was already taken by another. Granted, that bit was a secret and one that was never meant to get out. So, to make sure no one ever found out about it, he often played the trickster play boy act. Well, more trickster then anything really. Which would certainly explain why Mr. O'Dell was running down that halls at the speed of light. Sometimes, during his little tricks, he would say a little too much to coax an innocent little kiss on the cheek from someone and it usually happened when someone was currently dating another. It's not like he means to hit on those that are already engaged with another but it does happen from time to time. The young Irishmen was currently being chased by a pair of 3rd years and boy, they weren't really happy with him. It wasn't his fault that he had sweet talked a girl into giving him food and some attention. It wasn't like his false affections were going to go anywhere, he was gay after all. That tiny bit of information didn't stop her boyfriend from wanting to pound his face into the ground. Kirin had been thankful that he was quick on his feet and avoided a good beat down but now, out running them was being a blast. He would take sharp turns, skid, push off a wall and pretty much perform any zig-zag motion he could think of to get away. He was doing it pretty well too. The second year knew where to hide out until the cost was clear and that would be the Host Club room. He knew its way by heart and before he knew it, he was home with the door shut behind him. He stood there, against the door and listened carefully. The older students had past him by and he was now in the clear. Pleased with himself with his performance, he adjusted his uniform and turned towards the room with wide arms. "I live another day!" He pronounced with an air that only was capable of an unicorn. A split second later and he soon realized he was the only one in the room. With a sigh of defeat, he cocked his head to the side and lowered his arms. "And so, I have been abandoned by my companions! Oh, how my heart aches for them as I am five minutes to early for them to have observed my best performance yet." In other words, his best fucking sprinting and hiding techniques. Taking his time, he merely went over to the piano that sat at the far end of the room and poked at the keys as he waited the others to show up. He wasn't the bets at piano as his talents rest with his guitar but he could at least play Chop Sticks.

LAIKA OF BTN!

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[HAYASHI ANNA]

boredom, anna decided, did not suit her. one manicured fingernail tapped rhythmically against the aged wood of the counter located near in one corner of her lovely store. the day started off busily enough due to the abundance of costumers stepping into her eccentric costume shop; however, after lunch passed by them, the crowds thinned which left the pink haired designer with no one to entertain her. she tossed around the idea of visiting jinguuji hayate, her favorite rival, but anna decided against stepping in and bothering him due to the fact that she quite enjoyed her current amount of sanity. after her last foray with the brunette, she locked herself inside her workshop and created a whole new line of rather unique costumes. true, she knew either the host or hostess clubs would put the costumes to use. she shuddered at the memory of those designs which were safely locked away in her bedroom.

anna ceased tapping against the counter as her previous train of thought reminded her of her long overdue visit to either the host or hostess club. her lips twisted into a grin while she pushed herself away from the checkout desk, and it barely took her ten minutes to gather up the objects necessary to being her voyage to ouran academy. the light jacket covering her top from sight served as a deterrent for the slight chill of the afternoon while her cell phone would be put in use should anyone need to contact her. with those objects in her possession, she locked her shop and flipped the sign to read closed. satisfied with her work, anna turned on her heel and began walking the streets of tokyo toward the school attended only by the wealthiest students around the world.

the trip to ouran lasted for roughly thirty minutes, and the pink haired designer’s cheeks were dusted a faint pink due to the exercise. now… is it the host club or hostess club that’s in session today? she mused aloud while tugging open the front door of the academy; however, her memory proved ineffective as she could not remember the schedules each club had given her. to be honest, she rarely glanced at either unless to double check the delivery date of a costume order. anna huffed in annoyance while crossing her arms over her chest. she supposed it would be possible to visit both and hang around whichever one currently had people occupying the room, so with that thought in mind, she began making her way toward the third music room.

she paused at the faintest sounds of the piano echoing in the empty hall near the third music room, and her former pout morphed into a pleased grin. her intuition proved useful after all. the heels of her shoes clicked with each purposeful step she took until she reached the double doors leading to the host club’s chosen headquarters; however, one hand rested against the doors as she listened to the music floating out from within the confines of the room. anna hummed along as she twisted the doorknob and forced the door to open and allow her access to the room. sapphire blue hued eyes swept over the nearly empty club room until her gaze landed on the second year sitting in front of the piano. her mind took a few moments to place a name to the face while her hands moved to applaud the teen as the music came to an end.

wonderful performance, the pinkette announced as she prowled across the room and plopped down next to the blonde on the wooden bench. planning to waste time until club activities begin? she added while focusing her gaze on the teen, and she wondered if the boy would even recognize her. it had been quite a while since her last visit to the host club. perhaps kira might pop in and explain her presence if kirin’s memory proved faulty; however, kira might ignore her existence entirely. and why are you here so early? her curiosity reared its head since she did remember the starting times for club activities, and kirin still had quite the wait on his hands before the rest of the host club would arrive. maybe he would welcome her presence because of that. regardless of his feelings toward her unannounced visit, anna planned to enjoy an afternoon hanging around the third music room.