Thread: For Raika

img350x350 Kouichi 17 6'3 Kouichi would have slept for a lot longer were it not for the incessant howling sounds coming from the kitchen. The sounds of clashing pots and stampeding feet resounding all the way up the stairs and up to his door before the bothersome woman started to screech and shriek an all too familiar speech which never failed to strike a nerve with the young brunette who tried to block out the sound by rolling onto his side and covering his exposed ear with the pillow. His temper only flared as his mother shouted out the all-too familiar name of his childhood friend. The same name that Kouichi himself had muttered only seconds before in his sleep as he gently held an imaginary Asuna close, smiling affectionately down at her small figured as he lowered his lips down towards her. Their lips so close that he could almost taste hers when reality decided to snatch him back. Hearing his mother slamming her hand against the locked door, Kouichi eventually gave up. Sighing loudly enough for her to hear before rolling out of bed and replying with a bitter Im awake His solemn words were somehow heard through the racket, and the obnoxious tantrum of his mother subsided into a few unheard grumblings before she stampeded off again. It took a few minutes before Kouichi, decided to move again, a weary hand running through his messy almond brown hair, as his deep green eyes were drawn towards his most precious keepsake. Picking the picture frame up, the corners of his lips turned upward a bit as the little girl in the picture cheerfully smiled up at him. Only in the depths of his mind would the blonde girl of his dreams smile up at him like this, since the much older, real version would only scowl and hurl harsh words his way Regardless his love for her hadnt diminished a single bit over the years, if anything theyd gotten deeper and more intense. Good morning Asuna he whispered almost sadly, wishing that he could imagine her sweet voice give back to him the most simplest of greetings. ----- Strolling through the front of the school with his back slung over one shoulder, Kouichi seemed completely unphased by the silence of the school grounds. The parents who had dropped their kids had already gone home, and the last school bus had departed a long time ago. In less than a minute school would be commencing, but Kouichis steps were casual and unhurried. On the contrary he actually halted and covered his mouth as a loud yawn came over him, making his eyes water a bit as he shook the last of his sleep away. He didnt hate school, but he didnt really care all too much about it. There were plenty of jobs out there that didnt require him to pencil-push his way through high school, and the friends- or rather associates he hanged around with at school were socially expendable in his eyes. The one person who wasnt. well she probably wouldnt be all that happy to see him. She never was. Making his way to his class, hed barely stepped a foot through the door when an all too familiar voice shouted out towards him. He hadnt even managed to pick out Asuna from the seated students yet, nor had she started to scold him and yet he knew exactly who she was talking to. Flinching unnoticeably from the sudden lashing of words, he tried not to let it get to him but it was rather hard to dismiss when the love of your life first words to you in the morning were so harshly hostile. It was true that Kouichi had no appreciation of the education system, but one of the biggest reasons he avoided school was because he couldnt bare seating beside the girl he loved all day knowing that she had nothing but bratty venom for him. Moshinos at it again a girl whispered disapprovingly to her friend. A pair of contemptuous eyes discretely glancing over towards the blonde and telling her to shut her mouth. What the girl hadnt expected was for a pair of narrowed green eyes to meet her gaze with silent annoyance. The cold firm look from Kouichi forcing her to quickly turn away and feign innocence. It wasnt surprising to find many of his peers disliking Asuna. Her fondness for her academics, and enforcement of school standards earned her far more enemies than friends, and while it technically shouldnt have mattered, a bratty runt taking down to you and trying to reprimand you certainly wasnt an enjoyable experience. Morning Asuna he murmured, as he walked by her desk and to the adjacent one which hed been allocated last term. Ill think about it he replied, taking his seat and silently regretting his choice to turn up. If seeing her up so close and personal wasnt such a great reward, he wouldnt have succumbed to putting up with her bratty attitude towards him. He figured his response wouldnt be received too well, but before Asuna could say anything more, the teacher made their way to the front of the class and Asuna had no choice but to silence herself and save it for later.