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[BCOLOR=#000000][October 30th, Midday / Hisakawa Academy, Nurse's Office Corridor][/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]Are you expecting me to say that I felt fireworks exploding into the night sky like the fourth of July?[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]" [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Yes…? [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira couldn't say that, because she didn't feel anything either. It was nice, and she ended her two-year-period without a kiss, but it was just nice. There were no sparks or oomph like she'd felt with Summer Nights.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"No, you're a terrible kisser, Tachibana-san," Kira said, winking at her. "I can see why you want to date me! Can't be getting many boys with your passiveness and clear inexperience! I guess looks can only get you so far, huh?"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira burst out laughing, awkwardly rubbing her own neck, getting nervous. Ah, that was definitely the wrong thing to say to a girl she'd kissed - regardless of whether she disliked her or not. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]I wanted to call you out there in front of everyone so that you'll know how it feels to have your own words bite back at your behind, but even I know that that is too far.[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Pfft, as if! The Devil In Disguise couldn't have done or said anything in that situation for everyone to believe her. Some of them might have, but many who didn't know her or disliked her would have assumed Kira was telling the truth. It would have been a shared failure; now it was a shared confusing victory.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]You may hate me for whatever reason it is, and you probably have a good reason to do so, but even I know that that's the right thing to do,[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira wasn't sure how to respond to that. She didn't necessarily hate The Devil In Disguise as much as she wanted to upstage her, prove in some way that she was better than her, or at least as good. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Why? [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Well, it went back years and years, and she'd forgotten the details. She knew she'd had quite positive feelings for Misheru once, but she'd buried all of that after a fateful loss in some game. How childish, really, especially to hold onto it until they were in their late teens. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Before she had a chance to respond Misheru was dragging her along once more. This time into the nurse's office, where she gave the wrong explanation for how Kira had gotten the pain in her arms. It made her sound weak, and the nurse muttered something about waiting in line as there were another person ahead of Kira.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]The second pat on the head made her wonder if Misheru was trying to show affection or treat her like a child. Still, she'd kissed her and the other redhead hadn't slapped her. She was patting her on the head. The Rock N' Roll Queen had no idea how to react to this. Maybe there was a way into Misheru's embrace, but she was using the wrong tactic. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]What was the right tactic in that case?[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"I don't really hate you if we're being honest," Kira said, leaning against the doorframe of the nurse's office, crossing her arms over her chest. "Why would I? There's enough hatred in the world already, and you're not a jock…"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira narrowed her eyes, thinking about something else entirely.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"Screw jocks…"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]She wasn't certain this was the best approach either. Her old proper girl identity seemed to have gained Misheru's sympathy, when she'd been reminded about how she would face severe embarrassment, but that personality was supposed to stay dead.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"I didn't hurt myself on the table," Kira felt the need to correct that fact. "I was drumming every day and night for the last week. Getting stronger, while practicing. You know, when I wasn't writing a bad story about the two of us."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira went silent, then she remembered a playful song that fit the situation, kind of. It wasn't really a rock song, so she had to look it up on her chip's search function, but once she found a link she sent it to Misheru without playing it through the headphones around her neck.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]I Dare You To Break My Heart.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"Maybe you should go back to class if this is going to take a while. No reason for you to be late."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"I can take a look at your arms now," the nurse said.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"The last hurrah?" Kira hummed to herself, lingering by Misheru's side until the nurse looked slightly annoyed. "Nuh-uh. I'd do it again~"[/BCOLOR]
@Makomin
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[BCOLOR=#000000][October 30th, Midday / Hisakawa Academy, Nurse's Office Corridor][/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]Are you expecting me to say that I felt fireworks exploding into the night sky like the fourth of July?[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]" [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Yes…? [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira couldn't say that, because she didn't feel anything either. It was nice, and she ended her two-year-period without a kiss, but it was just nice. There were no sparks or oomph like she'd felt with Summer Nights.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"No, you're a terrible kisser, Tachibana-san," Kira said, winking at her. "I can see why you want to date me! Can't be getting many boys with your passiveness and clear inexperience! I guess looks can only get you so far, huh?"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira burst out laughing, awkwardly rubbing her own neck, getting nervous. Ah, that was definitely the wrong thing to say to a girl she'd kissed - regardless of whether she disliked her or not. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]I wanted to call you out there in front of everyone so that you'll know how it feels to have your own words bite back at your behind, but even I know that that is too far.[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Pfft, as if! The Devil In Disguise couldn't have done or said anything in that situation for everyone to believe her. Some of them might have, but many who didn't know her or disliked her would have assumed Kira was telling the truth. It would have been a shared failure; now it was a shared confusing victory.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]You may hate me for whatever reason it is, and you probably have a good reason to do so, but even I know that that's the right thing to do,[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=#000000]"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira wasn't sure how to respond to that. She didn't necessarily hate The Devil In Disguise as much as she wanted to upstage her, prove in some way that she was better than her, or at least as good. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Why? [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Well, it went back years and years, and she'd forgotten the details. She knew she'd had quite positive feelings for Misheru once, but she'd buried all of that after a fateful loss in some game. How childish, really, especially to hold onto it until they were in their late teens. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Before she had a chance to respond Misheru was dragging her along once more. This time into the nurse's office, where she gave the wrong explanation for how Kira had gotten the pain in her arms. It made her sound weak, and the nurse muttered something about waiting in line as there were another person ahead of Kira.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]The second pat on the head made her wonder if Misheru was trying to show affection or treat her like a child. Still, she'd kissed her and the other redhead hadn't slapped her. She was patting her on the head. The Rock N' Roll Queen had no idea how to react to this. Maybe there was a way into Misheru's embrace, but she was using the wrong tactic. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]What was the right tactic in that case?[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"I don't really hate you if we're being honest," Kira said, leaning against the doorframe of the nurse's office, crossing her arms over her chest. "Why would I? There's enough hatred in the world already, and you're not a jock…"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira narrowed her eyes, thinking about something else entirely.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"Screw jocks…"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]She wasn't certain this was the best approach either. Her old proper girl identity seemed to have gained Misheru's sympathy, when she'd been reminded about how she would face severe embarrassment, but that personality was supposed to stay dead.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"I didn't hurt myself on the table," Kira felt the need to correct that fact. "I was drumming every day and night for the last week. Getting stronger, while practicing. You know, when I wasn't writing a bad story about the two of us."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Kira went silent, then she remembered a playful song that fit the situation, kind of. It wasn't really a rock song, so she had to look it up on her chip's search function, but once she found a link she sent it to Misheru without playing it through the headphones around her neck.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]I Dare You To Break My Heart.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"Maybe you should go back to class if this is going to take a while. No reason for you to be late."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"I can take a look at your arms now," the nurse said.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]"The last hurrah?" Kira hummed to herself, lingering by Misheru's side until the nurse looked slightly annoyed. "Nuh-uh. I'd do it again~"[/BCOLOR]
@Makomin
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