something to believe in.
sort of follows the plot of something to believe in, but is in no way part of the series. :3 written actually for the story, but ideas went berserk and ended up like this, haha.
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Hihara Kazuki scribbled something on his notepad and turned to Tsuchiura Ryoutarou, ready to ask if the pianist could think of anything else they needed to get from the Costume Room when Kanazawa Hiroto suddenly walked swiftly into the room.
Both Hihara and Tsuchiura glanced up at their notoriously lazy sensei as the man looked around for a moment. When Kanazawa's eyes fell on Hihara's pen, he walked over and said, "Your pen. Give it to me."
Hihara blinked and looked down at his pen before shaking his head. "I can't."
The teacher frowned before shaking a folder in the trumpet-player's face. "Look, I'm supposed to have this back to Mirai-sensei in five minutes, now give me your pen."
The grass green-haired boy gave his superior an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Kanayan, but this is my lucky pen. I can't just let anyone use it."
"Your lucky... what are you talking about?" the teacher asked in irritation.
Hihara pressed the pen close to his head and said, "It brings me all kinds of good fortune. I couldn't possibly let it go, even for such a short time..."
Looking a little exasperated, Kanazawa narrowed his eyes before digging in his pocket and pulled out a bill. He slammed it down on the notepad the boy was holding up and gave Hihara an expectant look. "I'll give it back to you," the lavender-haired man growled.
Sighing heavily, the trumpet-player reluctantly handed over the pen and watched as the teacher stalked out of the room.
"I didn't know that was your lucky pen," Tsuchiura commented.
Hihara Kazuki shrugged and pocketed the money with a grin. "Neither did I."
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When Hino Kahoko stepped into the Boys' Dressing Room as per a certain willful senpai's orders, she scowled to see him looking at his reflection in the window and preening himself. Grunting, she walked to his desk and decidedly heaved a heavy sigh.
"Kahoko...Why do you think such an intelligent, gorgeous, and extraordinary man such as myself is still single?"
Turning, she saw that he was looking at her reflection in the glass. With practiced patience she said, "Perhaps you just need to learn to be more modest...Yunoki-senpai."
He seemed to think about that for a moment, then said, "I've often thought about cultivating modesty, but I just haven't had the time..."
She frowned. "Really? What have you been busy with?" She had to ask because he obviously hadn't been busy with his manuscripts.
Kahoko watched his reflection grin and he said, "I've been too busy thinking about myself, of course."
Making a sound of exasperation, Hino Kahoko rolled her eyes and started for the door. "I think you've found your answer, senpai," she growled.
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ooc much? haha, anyway, i hope you had fun. :3
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Hihara Kazuki scribbled something on his notepad and turned to Tsuchiura Ryoutarou, ready to ask if the pianist could think of anything else they needed to get from the Costume Room when Kanazawa Hiroto suddenly walked swiftly into the room.
Both Hihara and Tsuchiura glanced up at their notoriously lazy sensei as the man looked around for a moment. When Kanazawa's eyes fell on Hihara's pen, he walked over and said, "Your pen. Give it to me."
Hihara blinked and looked down at his pen before shaking his head. "I can't."
The teacher frowned before shaking a folder in the trumpet-player's face. "Look, I'm supposed to have this back to Mirai-sensei in five minutes, now give me your pen."
The grass green-haired boy gave his superior an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Kanayan, but this is my lucky pen. I can't just let anyone use it."
"Your lucky... what are you talking about?" the teacher asked in irritation.
Hihara pressed the pen close to his head and said, "It brings me all kinds of good fortune. I couldn't possibly let it go, even for such a short time..."
Looking a little exasperated, Kanazawa narrowed his eyes before digging in his pocket and pulled out a bill. He slammed it down on the notepad the boy was holding up and gave Hihara an expectant look. "I'll give it back to you," the lavender-haired man growled.
Sighing heavily, the trumpet-player reluctantly handed over the pen and watched as the teacher stalked out of the room.
"I didn't know that was your lucky pen," Tsuchiura commented.
Hihara Kazuki shrugged and pocketed the money with a grin. "Neither did I."
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When Hino Kahoko stepped into the Boys' Dressing Room as per a certain willful senpai's orders, she scowled to see him looking at his reflection in the window and preening himself. Grunting, she walked to his desk and decidedly heaved a heavy sigh.
"Kahoko...Why do you think such an intelligent, gorgeous, and extraordinary man such as myself is still single?"
Turning, she saw that he was looking at her reflection in the glass. With practiced patience she said, "Perhaps you just need to learn to be more modest...Yunoki-senpai."
He seemed to think about that for a moment, then said, "I've often thought about cultivating modesty, but I just haven't had the time..."
She frowned. "Really? What have you been busy with?" She had to ask because he obviously hadn't been busy with his manuscripts.
Kahoko watched his reflection grin and he said, "I've been too busy thinking about myself, of course."
Making a sound of exasperation, Hino Kahoko rolled her eyes and started for the door. "I think you've found your answer, senpai," she growled.
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ooc much? haha, anyway, i hope you had fun. :3