#splitupvoices

The monkey is mumbling to himself, nervously tapping his toes as he knocks against the door to team RWBY's dorm.  He's not even sure the person he's looking for is here, but considering how reclusive his girlfriend tends to be...

As he continues to wait for her one hand slowly moves towards his pocket, patting the bump there before he checks the inside.  There's a small, messily wrapped box in there, and there's no way he'd lose it considering it contains something that took him a while to get.

"Easy enough!" Satoko smiles, extending a hand to the boy. "I’m Satoko Hanazawa, a producer for Shining Agencies. My job is to manage and produce the best quality idols possible. You probably will recognize the names STARISH and Quartet Night…Both of those and all their sub-units are my doing!"

She glances to the clock as well. That only took three minutes. “As for why I stopped you…I think you’re cute and you have the makings of an idol! So~ Here’s my card, and you can give me a call if you have any questions later that can’t be answered in the five minutes we have now!”

Aito hesitantly shakes the hand provided to him, still unsure of why the other had stopped him. ...though, as Satoko explains her presence, the student is a bit hesitant to even believe it all at first. An idol producer? Interested in HIM? As the female lists off her achievements and feelings towards him, the bispectacled student's eyes widen, cheeks becoming more flushed with every passing second. Even after she's finished, Aito can't help but remain frozen for a few seconds after.

"--ah!" he gasps, realizing his current state. Giving a quick, short dip of a bow, he takes the card presented to him, looking down at the small rectangle in his hands. It looks legit, but still...

"U-uhm... Hanazawa-san...? Th-thank you for finding me cute. I worked hard on my co-coordination today... but... are you being serious?" he shyly inquires, tone and words polite as he can be.

"…Y…Your face annoys me." 

"..."

Rin finished his shower a while back, but he was still in the bathroom.  Brushing his teeth, it's not long before that action slows to a crawl, the toothbrush still sticking out as he stares at himself in the mirror.

Tomorrow... He thinks to himself.  Tomorrow, it's official... For some reason, the idea of being captain of the team scares him, even though he knows this is a proper step towards his goals of becoming a true professional swimmer.

The conversation with Mikoshiba still even resonates in his mind before he slowly blinks.  He seems out of it, staring off into the distance despite looking at himself... But the sound of the door opening behind him startles him, snapping out of his current state. He looks behind him, sharp teeth clenched around his toothbrush and red eyes wide.

But he instantly relaxes once he recognizes his silver-haired kouhai, turning back towards the mirror with a soft sigh.  "I'm sorry I'm taking too long." He says with a weak mumble.  "I'll be done soon.  Sorry."

♫ "A~ge mashou~oh, Ni-se-n-paa love! Hey!" ♫

Natsuki is happily singing to himself as he continues to bustle around the kitchen, although things aren't as right as they seem.  The blond is covered in flour, and there seems to be a small fire behind him that he hasn't noticed yet.  Even so, his work is finally done.

Wiping sweat off his forehead and thus leaving more flour there, Natsuki takes a small spoon of the caramel sauce to dribble over the pudding dessert.  Strangely enough (for him anyway) the food looks normal, although the blond himself believes it to be undercooked.  He doesn't really get much time to dwell on that thought, however, shifting behind him perking him up immensely.

But... Syo said it was okay, didn't he?

It seemed so sudden, being pulled aside by Hyuuga-sensei like that.  Even worse so when he was pulled into a room that had Tsukimiya-sensei and Saotome in it too.

At least, it seemed sudden for Natsuki.  What the blond didn't realize until it was explained to him that the rumors of the true nature of his relationship with Syo had been circulating for a while...

He said that since I was always affectionate it would be fine... 

What he didn't find out until it was explained to him, the same way a parent scolds a toddler.  Natsuki hated being talked down to like that, he wasn't in the master course, wasn't he?

But I deserve it for how I am, don't I?

"You have to be careful Natsu-chan~! You're not really in a relationship with Syo-chan, are you?"

I denied it... I hate lying, but Syo said it was better this way...

"Well, even if it's true... It's still a little too much, the way you interact with him.  You need to stop it if you want to stop the rumors.  If you want to keep you and Syo safe.."

As Natsuki finally curled up in his bed he continued to remember what they said to him, what they implied.  His interaction with Saotome was the worst, simply because... He didn't say a single word.  He was sitting in his chair, silent... Staring.  the usually talkative head was too annoyed to even scold him.

"What should I do...?" He says out loud, as if talking to the plush animals in front of him.  He starts to reach out, his instinct in a moment of stress to hug the bear that was dressed up like Syo himself.  But he soon pulls his arm back, forcefully tucking it underneath himself.

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"Y-You act like I should be jumping for joy or something." Not to say he hasn’t been excited, though…That would be a lie. But it’s not as if he’s at liberty to visually show his eagerness. "But you’re clearly excited about it yourself. I assume you’re ready to go?”

While being excited, Masato still feels a twinge of nerves…This is almost like their first full on date, and with something as romantic as a hotel with a hotspring…It’s more than a little intimidating, though that’s also something he won’t visibly show to Ren.

 "I'm not even going to pretend to be humble, Masato... I'm extremely excited." Ren says with a giggle. He steps back and away from Masato's embrace to show his backpack behind him, filled with the clothing and items needed for a single weekend away.  He then raises his arm, a small plastic bag that he reaches into, carefully pulling out a bouquet of roses.

But they aren't his usual red rose... They're bright blue in color, making it quite obvious what the intention was when these were arranged.  "For you~ Grown in my garden, I named them 'Gentle pianist"." He then smiles as he holds up the plastic bag, juggling it and proving there were multiple items inside.  "In here I have some snacks for us to indulge in later... Since you and I have better preferences besides that of chocolate, I've gotten sweets I know we'll both be able to enjoy."

He has another gift as well, but that item was much too important to reveal so early on.  Said gift was wrapped in a small box and hiding in his pants pocket, a place where he knows it's safe until he finds the perfect chance to finally give it to the other.