#slyblueuke

(For Aoba-Kun, Slyblueuke) 

4:30pm was the time that said on Koujaku's coil. He clicked the screen, trotting his way along the main street of the Old District. Beni rested on his shoulder, plotting the way to Heibon. He should know his way by now but sometimes he comes from different directions, so a little help is nice. 

"Take a left at that street" Beni insisted, folding a wing out. "Hai!" he returned, taking a swift left. The quaint shop of Heibon inside. The deep summer light shining on it's windows. From afar he could see the 'Three Brats' running out of it and past him, they swarmed but ignored him. This gave him a raised eye-brow and continued walking up to Heibon. 

♛-  Grimmjow looked down at the paper in his hand, then back up at the door in front of him.

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This is his new home for the school term. Oh joy. The bluenette stared at the door, tempted to just turn and go to the administrative department. He really didn't want to do this. After years of having his own personal space, Grimmjow wasn't to keen on the idea of sharing with some stranger. 

He didn't know if the guy would be some psycho creep that will come at him in the dead of night with a hatchet. Shit would go down if something like that happened, causing someone to end up in a body bag. That someone not being him. Why couldn't the school allow them single rooms. Things would go so much better and Grimmjow would have the thought that maybe he should have brought some kind of trap along. 

Sighing to himself, Grimmjow picked up his single duffle bag (most of his stuff was shipped ahead of time) and used the key card to unlock the door. Electric blue eyes immediately scanned the expanse of the room, finding it quite larger than he expected, but welcomed it. Next his eyes landed on the half of the room that was already decorated, spotting a blue haired male laying on his bed.

Clear was seated on the rooftop of the school--his new favorite place. Unlike some people, he adored high places. The views could be phenomenal, depending on the location. Also, he felt rather free when he was up high, like all of his worries were quickly washed away by the breeze.

Of course, his usual umbrella was held above him, though it was a clear day and the likelihood of rain was low. You could never be too careful though. His grandfather had always told him that.

The white-haired boy smiled, his expression perking up at the sound of a familiar voice, one that he'd been waiting to hear for a long time. Swinging his legs over the edge, he placed his umbrella in his coat pocket and leaped off the edge, falling at full speed to the ground in front of his target.

She blushed before looking away. "N-no one."

//She's lying she wants to fuck Aoba

"Speak for yourself! You're the one playing those games"

//they intimidate me too v.v -patpat-

Satomi covered her eyes with her hands as the bluenette striped. "Aoba! What are you doing?" She said, feeling her cheeks heat up.