Irie Shouichi

Byakuran chuckled. “It’s all right, you smell nice anyway.”

“Somewhere away, huh?” He looked away thoughtfully. “What does Sho-chan like to do?” Did the other boy mind if Byakuran called him Sho-chan? Well, even if he did, he’d still call him Sho-chan.

S-Sho-chan? He really did feel like he was becoming more feminine by the second. Not exactly good for what was left of his already shredded dignity. Nevertheless, he let out a small sigh and readjusted his glasses with his pointer. 

"I won’t even ask what happened back there, ne? But my guess is it had something to do with strawberries," Byakuran snickered, smiling down at the other student who was still breathing really hard. Not very fit, was he?

"A-Ah..Is it that obvious?" He took a sniff around himself. Yep, he smelt like strawberries. Like...a girl. Oh geez, why did these things keep happening to him? It was his first day too. He let out a little sigh, and flapped his arms a little, attempting to rid himself of the smell. There couldn't be much to be done..

Shouichi snapped back to reality, his green orbs focused on Byakuran. What now? Oh dear, he wasn't really good at suggestions. Or socialising for that matter. He'd only had one friend after all, who was also not very good at socialising and a bit of a geek like him. Ah, it was times like these that he missed Spanner..

Flopping down on the bed he had already claimed as his, the teen rested his hands behind his head and stared up at the ceiling. Well, I finished unpacking… He thought to himself, humming quietly. Still have a few more hours left till it gets dark. Maybe I should go exploring a little bit more. I already know where my classes are, though— His throughs were suddenly interrupted at the sound of the door opening behind him, casing him to bolt up to see who the intruder was.

Staring at the male now standing before him, Bel blinked a few times under his long bangs, looking him up and down. “Roommate?” he repeated, an unamused look on his face. After a few moments of inspecting the other, a small smirk came to his lips as he stood.

"Hello Bel." He greeted, "I'm assuming that's my bed." He motioned to the unoccupied bed on the other side of the room with his eyes. He moved into the room pulling his suitcase along behind him. The door clicked shut behind him. 

"Oh, who might you be?" Byakuran snickered, trying his best to hold back his welling laughter, for mannerism’s sake. He already knew the name of this boring student, Rick something, right? Typical arrogant, rich male, with the brain capacity of a chair. Rick went on rambling and threatening the red-haired student standing in front of him, raising his fist threateningly, as though he was about to strike. That wouldn’t do now, would it?

“Nice seeing you, Ray~” Byakuran exclaimed, not bothering to get the name right and just going for whatever came to mind. He aimed a (light) kick at the man’s shin and at the same time, he grabbed the arm of the red-haired student and took off. The other male wasn’t really keeping up though, and Byakuran had to practically carry him away from the group that had started chasing them.

The rowdy group from before probably already got tired at having to keep up with Byakuran’s pace, and it looked like the other student couldn’t last for much longer, either. Coming to a stop at a rather secluded area of the school, he let go of the student.

”Made a good first impression, didn’t you?”

"Ah...I tend...to...be...good at that." He huffed, finally starting to catch his breath. He plonked next to the albino.

He really did need to work on being slightly less clumsy. It would definitely get him out of any unwanted situations, like well, this one. And he was sure ...Byakuran wouldn't be there to help him next time. After all, he had merely gotten lucky in meeting the man when he was in dire danger of being killed. Great first day he had, hadn't even gotten a chance to meet his room mate yet. He hoped he wasn't nearly as bad.

"I-I'm Shouichi." He smiled, shakily offering a hand. 

Byakuran turned his head to glance behind him. He thought he’d a girl scream just now. Oh well. He continued his way around the school, classes weren’t going to start for a while yet.

And there it was again, he swore there was someone screaming somewhere in the school, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to where he was. No sooner had Byakuran turned around a corner in the hallway, than a flash of red crashed into him, making him stumble back a few steps and almost knocking him to the ground. His hands instinctively found his way to the other person’s shoulders to stop him from falling forward some more. 

Long story short. He'd bought himself a strawberry milkshake from the cafeteria, juggling his books in one hand and his milkshake in another. It was lunchtime, and this was the time where practically the entire academy congregated in the cafeteria. So as one may imagine, it was quite packed. Now trying to balance 5 books and a folder, while holding a strawberry milkshake was not the best idea when you were already being jostled around by others whom wished to buy their lunch. And as predicted, it was a mix between being bumped, and tripping on someone's shoe, that Shouichi lost his grip on the milkshake, causing the contents to splatter all over one of  the snobbiest kids. Richard Doffer. His father was one of the largest donors to the academy, and he had a gang of equally snobbish companions. Not good. A glare, a threat and a raised fist was all Shouichi needed for him to take off. 

He'd had quite a few close calls with Doffer and his gang, but a sharp turn and a twisted foot, Shouichi collapsed ontop of what seemed to be another student, his books and folders flew to the ground.

'If they catch me I'm so screwed, oh man, what if this guy sides with them..?'

His stomach hurt. This wasn't a good sign either. It always hurt when he was nervous, which wasn't really practical when he needed to escape from certain situations. Like this one. 

“Oh my, were you that screaming girl from a while ago~?”

Came an amused sounding voice. He felt a pair of hands grasping his shoulders, steadying and successfully breaking what would have been an embarrassing fall. The voice had come from above him, it had sounded nice and..sickly sweet.

He looked up at his saviour, not knowing how to respond. He didn't really sound like a girl did he? 

"That might've- Ah damn, they're here."