Thread: DragonBall Plus (Koibito & LadyAthene)

As Kyoku walked in he was met with the sight of a much larger student flat on his back, others gathered around him muttering, and Tsuzume off from the rest of the crowd. Hey beautiful, what'd I miss? Kyoku looked around, completely ignoring the fact that he looked rather roughed up himself as if nothing had happened. Though he was a notorious flirt and complete deviant, Tsuzume was his best friend and though their closeness promoted his actions, he did keep it to a more respectful, complementary minimum with her. It didn't mean there wasn't the occasional joke here and there that sometimes earned him a decent knock on the head, it was just how the two operated. It was then that the rest of the students scrambled to evened out spots on the floor, sitting upright on their knees as an older man entered the class. He was bald and had a thick, grey mustache, and wearing a fold over style gi in the traditional style of the Turtle School, a vibrant orange with it's symbols on the front and back. He came from a door at the back of the room, standing on an elevated part of the floor before he sat cross legged on a mat and greeted the class. Hello students, I-... The old man spoke with a kind, slower tone, his mustache covering his mouth in a way giving him the appearance as if he were constantly smiling. Thick brows raised however as he cut himself off, looking to the one person in class not yet dressed out in a Gi. Kyoku... Late again? He asked in a soft tone, hurry it up and get dressed he sternly told the boy, we will all wait right here for you the teacher explained in a delighted tone. Kyoku's dark brown eyes widened and his face reddened as he was called out in front of the class. He stood up straight as the master addressed him and when he was told they would wait, Kyoku threw his hands up ahhh... Y-you don't have to do that really I uhhh... As he mumbled the boy began to inch his way towards the locker room as subtly as he could as if it would somehow hide his awkward exit. --------------------------------- The navy blue-haired boy crammed his overshirt and tee into the locker before working his belt off. His body was on the leaner side, but it was rather well toned. Even if Kyoku was a slacker when it came to most things there was something to be said of the exercise one was put through at the Turtle School. Clothes tucked into his locker, Kyoku pulled the baggy, orange pants of the traditional Turtle Gi over up his legs, tying the drawstring before throwing on the low cut matching top that left his tight chest mostly exposed. Kyoku tied the purple belt over his waist, blending the top and bottoms of the Gi underneath, before he pulled on the matching wristbands. Lastly, he pulled on his socks and black slippers standard to the outfit. The standard Gi was orange, but the belt and wristbands that were a part of it were chosen at the students' requests when enrolling and Kyoku had picked his favorite - purple. Though it was the standard Gi of the school. Some of the more overachieving students were more comfortable in their own Gi. A few wore the Turtle Gi out of tradition, some liked the style. Kyoku on the other hand, his choice was clear - it was the easiest to wear. It was too much work trying to find his own Gi and there was no real reason to for him, but as long as the clothes were approved by the master, they were allowed. ------------------- The boy now dressed out in his Turtle Gi, Kyoku inched his way back out into the dead silent room. Uhh... Sorry... Sorry, my bad. Sorry he mumbled the same way out as he did going in, returning to his spot next to Tsuzume and sitting on his knees, remaining quiet as if nothing had happened. Alright class the master spoke finally, addressing the class as normal now that everyone was prepared, we'll start today with our workout routine and when you're finished, partner up for sparring he instructed. Kyoku immediately looked to Tsuzume and raised his eyebrows over-suggestively, joking with her but also silently confirming his partner before hand.