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A little past Mid-day Zero was racing across town making her way to the oakville area getting an anonymous hint that one of her sisters might be in the area, jumping at the chance she had left quite early to make sure she had time to find the location though the run had taken more time than planned so she ended up outside of the oakville dormitories around 4 P.M. it wasn’t exactly the spot to lay a trap for brown haired sister, but this might have been her only chance, she had no idea how Cent could have gotten this information on four and with his reputation she considered not even going out in the first place.

“Alright Cent this better not have been another one of your fucking lies…I swear to god i’ll kill him if he got this wrong.” Zero said this quickly setting a few cartoon like books that she had picked up from a store a few days ago on the ground in a trail leading to the back of the building getting out rope and a metal bat. “Humph…i really hope these books work…i think they were called…Manga or something? Wait why do i fucking care i need to be ready for when she comes out.”

He didn’t expect a woman with a metal bat on the end of this line, but he did expect some sort of prank that could  at least catch him red handed. It wasn’t until he turned the corner and lay his eyes upon the female that he realised that this was a bad decision. He only wanted to see what was on the end of the manga line, but this apparently could be his death.

Still, the monotone expression was upon his face as he looked at the bat that the female was holding, deciding that he was going to speak to her. He was going to question the reason for all of these manga going to waste on the floor. They were too good to be stepped on and dirtied by everyone!

❝Excuse me...❞ He said, pausing before speaking again. ❝Why have you placed all of these books on the floor?❞

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Sluuuuurrrp! Mnf.. so good… mn.. sluuuurrrp!

Miso ramen and pork! Man what a good combination! It was and always had been Naruto’s favourite after all! He was glad that the local convenience store had stocked this sort of instant noodles! This was all Naruto was practically living on, but even so it was too damn good to not happen! How could anyone not love this food?! 

Naruto was contently slurping away at his ramen in the summer sun. Perfect day for some perfect ramen, who knew?! He loved the summer sun (minus the getting sweaty part) and he loved ramen. Great combinaton.

He continued to munch his way through his instant noodles until his addiction had kept him too occupied and fell over, flat on his face. 

“Gah!!”, he yelped as he tripped. 

More unfortunate for the blond though, Naruto’s cup of ramen fell out of his hands and.. well.. 

“O-Oh no…! W-Wa–!”, he cried. But it was too late. The hot food landed on someone’s poor head. 

He had the game music blaring through his ears, and couldn’t hear anyone that was around him. This caused him to not really pay attention to what was going on around him. This was going to prove to be a big problem for him, when the male tripped and dropped his ramen all over the male.

He froze when that happened, not quite sure what to do. His earphones were KO’d, but his PSP was OK, and that was what mattered the most. His eyes turned to look at who had killed his earphones, noticing that it was the blonde guy who had been eating next to him for a while. His monotone expression had failed to change, but inside he was a little annoyed. Now he had to go home and change...

❝...❞

‘ a cockatiel, his name is loser, he disappeared. ‘

She has stated the name of this cockatiel was Loser, and that caused him to just stare. Was she joking, or was this genuine? Still, he wasn’t going to comment, and he was just going to go along with it. He wanted to help but a missing bird can take ages to find. They could have flown anywhere by now!

Kyouya Ootori was a man who was always in control of a situation, always knew what the outcome would be and everything always went his way. Except for today…

It was a source of great irritation for him, not having the upper hand, it was almost as bad as being woken up at an untimely hour. Unfortunately there was nothing to be done about it, as his skills at predicting how events would pan out did not include predicting when his apartment building would be having a day-long power failure.

Having a project due for the following week, Kyouya was left with little choice but to find an alternative location to complete his work. He could have commuted to the university and made use of the campus library but instead he headed to a nearby cafe where he would at least be allowed to consume coffee while he worked. Kyouya could feel he would be needing it.

For a while things seemed to be picking up, he had established momentum and his fingers virtually flew over the keys of his laptop. Abruptly his typing ceased, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he realised he was on low power and needed to charge his laptop. It was a problem that was easily solved as he had chosen this particular cafe specifically for the available power outlets. The only real irritation was that he had to pause mid-thought in order to connect his laptop to the power source. Lowering his hand into his laptop bag, Kyouya fished around for the power cable only to find nothing.

Impossible…

His eyes widening in horror, the ebony haired male proceeded to dump all the contents of his bag onto the table only to discover that the power cable he so desperately needed was not contained within. He must have been distracted by the irritation caused by the power outage and forgotten to pack it before he left. 

Can this day get any worse…

Feeling his level of frustration mounting once more, Kyouya reached out for his coffee cup to take a sip. It was a small measure of comfort against the steadily mounting list of issues that were certain to result in a headache at any moment but at least it was better than nothing. Or it would have been better than nothing if there was actually any coffee still left inside of it.

He was here in the café waiting for his friend, and had been here for about an hour or so. He didn’t think of calling her at all, because perhaps she had lost the track of time… Or she wasn’t actually coming. Still, he was entertained here with his PSP, and that was okay with him.

He and his friend were meeting up to do their project together, but it seems that he’ll be doing it alone. With a small sigh, he saved his game and turned it off, pulling out his laptop to work on his project. He heard someone having trouble with their own though, but he only took notice when he started acting the way that he was. Was he having a bad day? Looks like he could come to the rescue! Good thing he had the same laptop, right?

He had approached the other without any thought, and offered the other to lend his charger. It wasn’t usually something that he did, but there was no hurt when the other obviously needed it a little more than what he did. His laptop was full and would last another 2 – 3 hours from now. He wasn’t working on his project for all that time, so he could give the other his charger until he leaves at least.

❝Here.❞

His words were short and his face was emotionless when he offered his laptop charger, but with high rate the other was, he wasn’t too sure whether he was going to accept his kind gesture or not. Still, he left it on the table and spoke to him before moving towards his own table.

❝I am sitting over there. If you’re done with it before I leave, please return it over there.❞

    Books held fast to his side as he navigates effortlessly through the crowds of people making a hurry to their own destinations, Mori’s steps get progressively quicker and quicker as he goes. A quick look at his watch confirms his fears for the day. He’s bordering on being late for work and that was no good. Moving quicker and thanking the universe for giving him long legs, Takashi slides into an alleyway. A shady shortcut but a shortcut nonetheless. But it serves to only allow him to be peered at strangely by a few teens hanging out there. Thankfully they gave him no trouble. 

     Coming out of the alleyway quickly – too quickly , Mori can hardly stop himself before he knocks right into somebody. Hard. Stopping suddenly when he notices what he’s done, he nearly falls himself. Amazing job, Takashi.  

The male didn’t rush. If he missed the train then another one would come behind it a few minutes after. There’s no point rushing to it in his opinion. His monotone expression remained upon his face as a person bumped into him.. hard. He felt himself unbalance, and eventually fall onto his butt on the floor. He then stood up, looking at the other with the same monotone expression. He was never going to admit it, but it hurt.

“Together we will be unstoppable! I can see it now! We’ll be popular! We’ll be celebrities!”

“We’ll have some sort of signal! Like a distress signal!”

“Forgive me, but you hardly look the part.”

“My mom always says, ‘strangers are just friends you haven’t met yet’.”

“I’m queen of the castle! I’m queen of the castle!”

“You can’t sleep, you hardly eat.”

“Could you at least humor me for maybe five more feet?”

“We’ll break his legs!”

“I’m not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this.”

“If we’re going to do this, we’re going to have to do this together.”

“Run and live. That is an idea I can get behind.”

“Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?”

“I know I’m going through a hard time right now, but I’m not that depressed.”

“Great! The gang’s all here. Now we can die together!”

“It’s lovely! Almost as lovely as this book. That I will continue to read. As soon as you leave.” 

“She’s a hazard to my health!”

“Wait! Come back! Who’s going to get me down from here?!”

“You know, you’re not the easiest person to talk to about this kind of stuff.”

“I don’t need people to help me grow up! I drink milk!”

“If I don’t get doilies, you don’t get fog machines.”

“Could everyone just chill out for two seconds before something crazy happens again?”

“I said, put your hands in the air, now!”

“Ah, great. Where am I supposed to find another nice, quirky girl to talk to?”