Quiet peace? I think not.{open}

[rikka]

Bored, that was the one word to describe Rikka's state of mind. She was absolutely bored out of her mind right now. It was so quiet too all because of the fact that she couldn't sleep and so she went to school early. If that can never be possible seeing that she lived in the school. Still, she sat on the vast ground and stared at her phone for the time. So it was six in the morning huh? She yawned at that thought. She really needed her beauty sleep right now. She wasn't in her school uniform at the moment. She wasn't in class or anything so what was the point in wearing it right? Instead she in her favorite red dress that made her stood out quite a lot from the green grass.

It was so quiet here, and it was pretty dark outside. She couldn't read but she was bored and couldn't go to sleep. This was torture, pure torture for the girl. She rubbed her eyes for a moment. What did she do to deserve this? She never committed a crime in her life so why must she suffer? Does the world just hate her or something? Seeing what had happened in her life so far, chances are probably. Well, now she hated the world as well.

God she felt like a princess stuck in a castle only the castle was more of a school. Although it felt like everyone hated her here. Selena hated her and calls her a child, that Seto guy doesn't respect her and well pretty much everyone else was just afraid of her. That is except her brother but he was family so he didn't count. He didn't count one bit. When will her prince come and take her to her dream castle or at least become her actual friend. Now that she thought about it, she never had any. Everyone else always just fear her or thinks she's some kind of brat.

Slowly she sat up and hugged her legs. Then there were her so called 'friends' who just use her. The thought made her feel bitter. She didn't like being a pawn but then again who does? Being a pawn means being used after all and that was no way a pleasant feeling. Sure her brother acts as her pawn except for the times when he scolded her. Although he always takes her order and does his duty like a servant. There were times where it sickens her but even then he was far more loved than her. After all she was a tyrant. Her eyes narrowed solemnly. It felt so strange that even her brother who has no opinion is far more liked than her. It made him pretty much a doll that just agree with people. That must be why they liked him.

Sure she can be a dool but she doesn't want to be. She isn't anyone's little 'yes' woman. She has her own ideals and goals. Being a servant is disgusting. She was a queen! A sigh escaped her lips. From the looks of it she was more of the Queen of Hearts. The thought made her stare down at her fairy tale novel of Alice in Wonderland. Ironic that she was wearing an all red dress right now. The thought made her chuckle at the irony of her life. Quickly though she shook her head. Well since she was bored, might as well mess around a bit right? Only what is sh going to do to cause trouble?

[destroyer]

the sun's still on its way,

'Stupid shit...' The young man thought in complete annoyance, flicking his lighter once, twice, thrice, before giving up. It had been working well and dandy the other day, and the day before that, and such, but now it seemed to break on him - what the hell was this injustice? He heaved a sigh and stopped in his tracks momentarily, contemplated, before moving forward once more. He didn't have any more lighters at the moment - he'd have to remember next time he went to the convenient store - and was stuck with this stupid junk. That is, of course, if it didn't start to work miraculously when he tried again later. He had shook the thing, quite well aware that there was still some liquid swooshing around, so there was still some hope, no matter how faint it was.

Why was he out at this time again anyway? Usually he would sleep in and enter his classes ten minutes late - every single one of them. He was quite surprised that he still didn't get suspended for all his lates, sometimes almost-absents, and his skips. Then again he always did the work afterward and managed decent marks on them. Well, it was better off to leave it as one of 'life's many mysteries' even if it sounded more like dumb luck than anything else really.

Peering around he looked at the exclusive grounds around him, the same plains he would soon be leaving in a few months or so. Even after spending four years here he still didn't get used to the field around him - far too green luscious, vibrant, and all those other things that he didn't like; they were, in some strange away, a reminder of his home. It was the one thing he wanted to escape, a lot, but in the end it just came back to haunt him in another form. Of course there was the fact that all public grounds, and private, held fields of grass, flowers, trees, natures, and other neat features in a way that it reminded him of his own lawn, sans his family. Well, this one wasn't that bad, he supposed. The grass wasn't as vibrant, the wildlife different, the pavement littered with marks and pieces of papers, and of course the girl over at the side dressed in red. An elegant brow raised itself, completely baffled at the image his mind supplied: there was someone else up at around this time? With one blink the image didn't disappear, the second made sure that the figure was still there in the slight distance, still unmoving. Oh, so he wasn't blind just yet.

"Maybe she has a lighter?" Kuro muttered to himself as he made a slow amble toward the other girl completely intent on getting the cigarette within his lips lit. Generally, as a rule of thumb, you weren't allowed to smoke on school grounds, yet technically it was school just yet which would give him time. Upon closer inspection, as his vision became precise, his mind registered one name: Iramaki, Rikka - the self proclaimed 'Queen' in third year. He didn't know much, not that he even bothered, but he did catch drift of things from time to time; she some enemies and loved to make people suffer. Oh then there was the rumour about her sharing a room with Kaiba (as he liked to be called) from his year? Bah, it wasn't his business.

Before he got close he tried his lighter again, flickered once twice, but no avail. The only thing produced by the box was a small, dying flame, one that didn't even last five seconds for him to light his cigarette. Great. "Yo, queen, do you have a lighter or matches on you?"

time's on our side.

[rikka]

"Yo, queen, do you have a lighter or matches on you?"

Rikka turned around to see a guy with white hair come up to her. Who the heck was he? He appeared to be older and taller than her. Then again most people are, she was pretty short for her age so in a way it wasn't saying much. Although she was still pretty sure that he was older than her from the look of his face although it was kind of hard to sort it out through the darkness. What was this guy doing here anyway? Was he planning on causing trouble to the school as well? The girl sighed for a moment before she gave him one of her many sarcastic replies."Oh yeah, of course I would have some on me. Here. What are you stupid?" she remarked putting him down already.

She had no idea what the guy's name was but she couldn't care less. He didn't look interesting and from the looks of it he was a delinquent. Now the girl might be called a tyrant buts he was no vigilante. Oh no, she has never committed a crime n her life and she wasn't planning on starting one either. Now she was starting to wonder just what kind of a person he was. It curious her to why someone in private school would smoke or rather call her queen which she is quite flattered about. Finally one of these morons had caught the message.

After a moment though she decided to ask for his name. He seemed interesting enough. "Anyway, what's your name?" she asked or rather demanded. Her arms now folded she waited. Although chances are her interest would drop before this guy reveal his name. After all she is very impatient. Although this guy might just take her out of this boring castle even if it's for a small moment.

[destroyer]

the sun's still on its way,

Oh, ouch, that hurt a bunch. Not. Honestly, what was it with girls and smokes? Of course she hadn't really said or mentioned anything specifically about his cigarette but he could only infer something because it was always the same ridiculing he got from the female teachers. They would chastise him about smoking and how he would never get a girlfriend because he smoked and etc - did he really give much of a damn? No, all he wanted was a smoke before class and that was all. Did he need their life story? Absolutely not because they would've all bore him to death. Still all of his internal ranting remained inside, his face not flinching or showing any emotion to the other's comment. It was, after all, something he was used to.

"Alright, calm yourself, I mean no harm." The senior replied, hands held up in 'truce', "Just wondering if you had any on you, 'cuz, you never know, right?" Speaking of which... was he sure that he had no more matches now? Aha, maybe he did have some! Hastily he shoved his hands all over his pockets, from his pants to his coats, before producing a small black box - ah, it was a good thing that he hadn't taken this out after the science experiments. Tearing one of the little pieces he scratched it up and it began to emit a small flame which he used to light up his cigarette. Well, that was one problem solved. Still, nonetheless, he needed a lighter again.

"Anyway, what's your name?" He had almost forgotten the presence of the other, being completely content with his cigarette, and looked back at her (when did he even turn his body around anyway?) She was definitely shorter than himself at the moment and stared up. Her eyes were glazed over and hard, demanding an answer from him. If she seriously thought that such a look would scare him or something, it wasn't going to work. He himself was a known trouble maker, the less extreme one of the senior batch, and new how things worked. Then again her look didn't seem intimidating to him and she had yet to torture him; if she did try he would've probably returned it, maybe, and in ten-fold as well.

"Don't you have any manners or something kid?" The albino asked, exhaling before taking another long drag, "First hurting my feelings then ordering me around? What is this injustice?" Funny thing about the whole accusation was that the young man had used a very bland tone to say it aloud, clearly not meaning a single word he had just said.

time's on our side.

[rikka]

"Just wondering if you had any on you, 'cuz, you never know, right?"

Isn't that pretty much saying that Rikka might have smokes on her? Does this guy really think that she would smoke? She wasn't sick of her life yet. Although she is quite close thanks to her new roommate. Really, why did it have to be Seto Kaiba out of everyone in the world. She rather be stuck with his cousin, at least she was a little more obedient that that idiotic arrogant b******. Even more is that he thinks he is so high and mighty when he's not. He's like everyone else, one of her many servants. Only this one was quite rebellious. Really, if he was a dog, she would have him be put down for his insolence. Insolence!

"First hurting my feelings then ordering me around? What is this injustice?"

The queen nodded, yeah pretty much. She wasn't going to deny it. Why should she in the first place? Besides, she is able to order anyone she wants around. That's how life is at this school, if they guy doesn't like it then just go ahead and transfer or something. That would save him so money for his smokes. Although in this case she decided to keep those thoughts to herself, as rare as that is."It's called monarchy. Now what's you name?" she inquired again. Why can't this guy just give her his name? Whatever she can always just give him one. It wouldn't be that hard after all.

"You know what? Screw it! You're name is Bob now." she informed him. That way it would be easier to remember his name and it would let her have a way to address him. Besides, Bob is a name that would most likely fit his personality. The thought made her smirk for a moment. Yeah, 'Bob', truly was a fitting name for the guy. After all it was simply and besides it's better than calling him something like 'Smokes' or 'Idiot'. Besides, she was willing to be anything that his name is longer than Bob, mainly because most names are.

"So Bob, do you like that name 'cause I think it fits you pretty well." She retorted, a bit sarcastic but at the same time playful. In a way it was almost like a little kid trying to act tough or something like that. After a moment she remembered the book that was in her hand. She quickly hid it behind her so that she won't be embarrassed. She doesn't want people to look down on her. Really, she hated that thought so much. That was why she made sure that no one will ever look down on her. It was when she decided to be a queen in the first place.

[destroyer]

the sun's still on its way,

Bob? This was freakin' precious. But why Bob? Alright, scratch the second line, this was hell. He didn't like thinking, hence the reason why he had gone out and wandered about, but now the presence of this 'Bob' made itself known in his head. Every time a joke like this was cracked it always had to be that name: Bob. Couldn't these people use something more creative, or st least some... less childlike? Then again, another name aside from Bob would have been better, like Joe, Tom, or some random name - Bob was far too common and unoriginal for his tastes. Well, that was the price of being an art student, he supposed.

"Monarchy doesn't exist anymore, at least not in this part of the world, queen." The young man replied, "But it most definitely does in your little book; I hope that's not that bastardized, Disney version of Alice's adventures - they're putting all that violence into subliminal messages, you know?" He had caught a glance of a page and with a quick scan got a few words and key names which lead to his discovery. Odd thing was that he learned the little tip at school, read the original book, watched the Disney version (and read the book) and compared. There were a lot of differences, but the underlying bloodshed existed, which was fascinating, but the whole process was hell - he disliked anything that related to Disney or so.

"Though really, Bob just seems unfitting for me; I'm not really that plain." His looks enough were enough to justify this. Even during classes he would sneak in his regular attire, or at least his red coat, and some of the teachers just didn't give a damn or plain gave up. No matter how many times he was sent out to change he would just return moments later from the washroom, still with the same appearance, or skip and get the homework from another student. In addition he was known as the 'weird albino kid' so that didn't help his position as 'Bob' go anywhere. It was, in fact, just a bland contradiction, or a failed attempt to turn him 'normal' or anything relatively close to such. Not that he cared in the long run, of course.

'Ah, frack, I forgot to turn on my phone...' The student thought, rummaging through his pocket before producing a dark red phone and flipping it open. By all means he wasn't ignoring her, no how could possibly ever do such an atrocious thing, but simply multi-tasking. "If you want to know my name that badly it's Kuro, queen Iramaki Rikka of third year." Kuro introduced himself, pressing at a button and taking a quick glance at her, "People say you're quite a hell raiser, congrats."

time's on our side.

[rikka]

But it most definitely does in your little book; I hope that's not that bastardized, Disney version of Alice's adventures - they're putting all that violence into subliminal messages, you know?

Rikka's cheeks grew hot at that thought as she shook her head. She doesn't read Disney, well she used to when she was young but not anymore!"No! It's the original Lewis Carol version!" she exclaimed as she tried to do her best to defend herself. Wait a minute..."Why am I even telling you this? You know what screw it! You didn't hear anything!" she ordered him in her state of panic. Why, why does this guy have to know? Well at least he wasn't in any of her classes so she was pretty much safe. The thought made her sigh in relief. Yeah, she was safe. At least for now anyway. Besides, chances are they won't see each other again...right?

If you want to know my name that badly it's Kuro, queen Iramaki Rikka of third year.

Kuro, doesn't that mean black? That name makes no sense, his hair was white, his clothes were pretty much all red. There was nothing black about him. "Uhmmm, shouldn't you name be Aki or something red?" she asked. It was somewhat of a joke but at the same time she was curious at why he was even named that. She looked down at her book for a moment before she turned back to him. Now that she thought about it, this guy was similar to the Mad hatter, they're both addicted to something and they were both just weird. At the same time though he seems to take the gentleman like approach.

"People say you're quite a hell raiser, congrats."

Yeah, scratch the whole gentleman thing. This guy was just full of sarcasm. Well at least he wasn't arrogant like a certain person she knows."You're really sarcastic you know that?" she asked the guy. Chances are he does but he probably act like he doesn't. Oh well, at least he was interesting that way.

[destroyer]

the sun's still on its way,

"Yup, that's right, I didn't hear anything, just a figment of my imagination is all." He calmly replied, scrolling up and down in his inbox, no new messages. He flipped his phone and shoved it back into his pocket before staring at her with a fairly critical yet languid eye; ha, looks like she's been reduced to a blundering mess. And was that a blush on the queen's face? Priceless. Letting out a small chuckle he flicked some of the building ashes off his cigarette before popping it back into his mouth and listened to her continue on.

Now, it seemed, she was mocking his appearance. Alright, not downright mocking, but it was criticism, and it was constructive too which was a good thing. Why not aki? Because it sounded stupid, period. Truthfully he didn't really think through about his name though 'kuro' did stick... it was the darkest colour and nothing could really penetrate through it, aside from white. Of course she didn't really know that his name wasn't really his name so whatever she was saying was based on appearances only, no reason or whatever. Nobody ever did know, unless they looked at his records, but he was going to change that soon anyway after this hell hole experience was done. A small frown marred his face all of a sudden, well, he certainly knew how to have some respect for his school.

"Well, I've gotten that comment a lot, actually, not something new to me." Kuro agreed, nodding his head. a lot of people, whenever they heard him speak, told him that he was fairly sarcastic and blunt, to the point of brutally hurting and crushing a person's feelings. He rarely spoke but when he did it was usually a witty remark or an answer to please the teacher; for some reason they liked to pick on him because he never raised his hand, which was a total waste of energy in his opinion anyway. "But really, congrats on the reputation; at least you aren't gonna leave this school as some 'student' ya know?" Not that he really cared if that happened to him, but somehow his personality just made it seem that way. "And being a 'queen' too? What a feat to accomplish, and only by third year - you should have done it sooner though. Or, perhaps you did but I just didn't mind it..." Gossip wasn't his thing, nor were school news, so he didn't really care.

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[ ooc: i didn't read the actual novel yet, but i've been meaning too. ]

time's on our side.

[rikka]

{Pst, same here. I just took a guess based on Pandora Hearts.}

"Well, I've gotten that comment a lot, actually, not something new to me."

Rikka could see why with his appearance. Although the name Kuro somewhat fit his personality as he seems to be very sarcastic. Well, he was surely a fun person to be around that way at least. Wait, did she just think that? The girl quickly shook her head as if to dispel that thought. Really, they're all servants, each and everyone of them. Whatever, Kuro was still a strange name but hey at least it was easy to remember. After all, the name was a color, even kindergartners would remember that name in a weak albeit they might pronounce it wrong the first couple of times.

"And being a 'queen' too? What a feat to accomplish, and only by third year - you should have done it sooner though. Or, perhaps you did but I just didn't mind it..."

His words made her blush for a moment. People rarely ever compliment her like this. That is except for her brother but once again he doesn't count as it was kind of unconditional love so yeah."It's really hard to tell if you're being sarcastic or not." she stated as a way to defend the fact that she was blushing. She can feel the heat on her cheeks and the more she tried to banish them, the more intense the heat was. Really, why can't it just leave her alone? It wasn't like she liked this guy or anything as a friend. He was just another servant.

"Anyway, I've been queen at my old school." back there a lot more people feared her as she was not only powerful but very rich and just knew how to torture everyone. Here though, some people teat her like a kid trying to act tough or something. It was sickening. Neku really better be thankful that she decided to come here. Her eyes went solemn for a moment as she remember how happy the students looked when it was stated that she was going to transfer. It was as if she was a tyrant and she was slowly dying. Was this how people reacted when their queen died? Do they throw their arms up in the air and dance in joy.

Those thoughts made her feel even more sick. She tried her best not to show it by looking at the ground. Her book at her side moved a bit due to the fact that she had tightened her grip. "What about you? Any accomplishment you made?" she asked as she decided to try to learn whatever there was about him.

[destroyer]

the sun's still on its way,

Kuro shrugged at her comment, "Interpret it any which way you please, it's your choice." Words weren't supposed to be hurtful things in the beginning but the way they were interpreted (or misinterpreted, depending on the situation) was what brought out the positivity or negativity within the bland things. "However I wasn't really intending much sarcasm in my comment; it really is an accomplishment." He gave her a small grin before taking one more puff before crushing the stick with his foot. Well, looks like that was it for the rest of the week, until he got a new lighter that is.

He stretched his limbs a bit and jogged on the spot for a few seconds before taking a quick glance at the gates. The sun was slowly rising but it still wasn't time for school yet - his phone's alarm hadn't rung yet. Opting to rest he made his way toward the girl and ungracefully plopped down a good meter or so away from her. Ah, he was so damn tired. His whole body came crashing down as well as his whole figure lay unmoving among the steps of the school, which looked somewhat uncomfortable from another view. Why could things be more like this for the rest of the year? Oh, it would be... near the next summer that is. Damn.

"Anyway, I've been a queen at my old school." She added on and he gave a brief nod, indicating that he was listening. Ah, that must have been nice, to be some type of royalty or something. He really didn't have such a luxury, with his appearance, attitude, and other whatnot, so school was more of a battle than anything else. Oh, wait, 'old school?' Blinking he wracked his brain for some support of the claim before coming up with one phrase he had heard before... suspension or something, he vaguely recalled. He did a lot of transferring long ago, during elementary, but there was no need for high school transfers.

"I have nothing much to be proud of; I'm not a big fan of school activity and such anyway." He replied as he let out a yawn. Elementary school was something he'd rather not mention, along with middle school, and high school was pretty much a bore, in his opinion at least. Though he guessed that sparing her a few juicy details wouldn't hurt... as the events drifted all over the school a few years back. Wasn't it in first year? "However, if you must know I did make a teacher cry during first year. I'm not sure if I was the one who made her quit though... maybe it was some other student? I don't remember."

time's on our side.

[rikka]

However I wasn't really intending much sarcasm in my comment; it really is an accomplishment.

Rikka stared at the person for a moment. Kuro had actually meant what he said? The thought made her blush as she started to feel her cheeks getting even hotter. She couldn't believe that he actually meant it. She stared down at the ground so that her face wasn't shown to much. She didn't want to go ahead and show people that she was actually liking this. She had to make sure that it looked like she wasn't that interested. Besides, it was just a small praise, it wasn't anything much. She nodded to herself at that Yeah, it means nothing at all, it was just a comment.

As Kuro plopped down, the queen sat down on the grass as well. Only she had made sure to do it gracefully. The grass was a bit wet and it stained her leggings. She decided to just go ahead and ignore it though. It was just a small stain anyway, nothing much at all. She simply sat down as if nothing was bothering her. Really the two were quite different. He didn't care anything about reputation which is why he plopped down while she tried to make sure that she would always look graceful.

"However, if you must know I did make a teacher cry during first year. I'm not sure if I was the one who made her quit though... maybe it was some other student? I don't remember."

"A teacher cried? Now you have to tell me that one." she told him, her voice showing much interest. A teacher crying, the thought was just hilarious. She really wanted to make her teachers cry sometimes just to see what it would look like, namely her P.E. teacher Piccolo, after all it would be funny to see the green man cry with how strict he was. Although she was amazed that he was acting so leisurely. Was this guy trying to be cool? From the looks of how he was before she highly doubted it.

"Oh and thanks for the compliment I guess." she stated as she looked down on the ground. The third year figured she might as well thank him since it was the proper thing to do. Of course, she wasn't expecting for her to say that anytime again soon with how people tend to treat her.

[destroyer]

the sun's still on its way,

He cracked open one eye, seeing as how he had closed both of them sometime before, to look at her. She look like any ordinary student, aside from the dress and well kept hair, and her appearance definitely upheld her title. Queen. Hah, the simple thought really baffled him. He wasn't very fond of monarchy, despite previously being a resident of monarch country, though he knew a few bits here and there, but bottom line was: it was hard being a monarch. He could relate even better when he had to play classical music, the types kings and queens favoured, when the songs were challenging and very strict. It didn't leave much freedom for a person to play and manipulate and it was certainly taxing and difficult to pretend you were far better off than everyone else.

Of course he didn't voice out such things and returned looking at the sky, simply just staring and breathing.

"You don't have to do good to be seen as nice, you know." Kuro commented off handedly before yawning. He liked to throw odd words every now and then, this being one of those times, and stayed silent a bit longer. He was just tired after staying up so late, if he remembered he was up until two am, and then woke up only three hours later. Ah, which class should he sleep in this time? Perhaps first or last... or maybe just sleep during lunch? There were too many choices for him to pick and yet so little time. Long distant calls started to echo through, picked up by his keen ears; people were starting to wake up, oh well.

"Anyway, you honestly want to hear more about how I made a teacher cry?" He prodded on, "'Cuz there wasn't really much I had to do; all that I did was talk back and say some blunt things after she kept on pestering me to participate in the work. She was probably new or worked more with kindergartners than high school students - she should have known it was coming." The young man had felt slightly bad after the lady had started to sniffle and all but his face back then had still remained indifferent and unfazed by everything happening around himself. In his opinion it was stupid of her to try and force him into something he clearly didn't like and that was its price. It was all common sense really; would a person really like it if you pushed them to work with others? He had tried to get her to back down but he had to resort to telling her off. Well, it was better than the time he had hit a supply teacher on the side with a ball, then again, it was payback when the man had threatened to get him suspended for being late by five minutes. The guy was strict but definitely fun to hit and torture.

time's on our side.

[rikka]

"'Cuz there wasn't really much I had to do; all that I did was talk back and say some blunt things after she kept on pestering me to participate in the work. She was probably new or worked more with kindergartners than high school students - she should have known it was coming."

That was it? Rikka had expected a better story than that. Like maybe she was about to suspend him but then she went ahead and threatened her or something. Then again, from the looks of this guy, he wasn't that threatening. After all, he looked so laid back to actually look like a threat. Just one of those guys that live n their own little world really since that is pretty much what he looks like to her. Hmm, one of those guys that just live in their own little world. That was her before she became queen wasn't it? The thought made her smiled a bit as she remembered how she didn't care what she looked like and cross dressed without a care in the world. It caused trouble for the adults though but even then she didn't care. She was one hundred percent free.

A sigh escaped her lips. For some reason she felt like she rather go back to that time. At least then it was fun and she didn't have to worry about what others think of her. Now she was all secretive and made sure that no one knows the little embarrassing stuff about her. After all, she was a queen and if anyone found out these little things about her, they would surely ridicule her. That was pretty much the high school life for her. Slowly she shook her head as she hugged her legs.

"So if you don't mind me asking how come you smoke?" she asked. After all it looks like he has a great life so why spent his money on smokes? It was like spending money on poison after all. Although she decided not to say anything about it at all. She just wanted to know why, she was pretty curious after all. Although if he didn't tell her, she would be okay. This guy was pretty interesting after all and if he told her everything about him, the mystery and interest would be gone. Yet at the same time she wants o find out. Strange how contradictions can be made so easily.

Slowly she placed her book between her stomach and leg so that it doesn't get stained. She doesn't want her book to look bad, at least not until she was finished with it anyway. She didn't really say anything much though for a moment as she waited for his answer.

[destroyer]

the sun's still on its way,

Hm, that was a good question, he told himself - why had he started smoking? Better yet... when had he started smoking? As far as he could remember he began in the middle of middle school or something; his reason was definitely not peer pressure. The hell did that do? Peer pressure only crippled/destroyed confidence, nothing more. Heck, he destroyed confidence from doing nothing! What would peer pressure do to him, of all people? He may have sounded fairly cocky (then again it was his own mind speaking here) but he didn't cave into peer pressure. Funny enough, at times, he was the one instigating pressure... to back down, not for things like this.

Now, back to the question at hand: why did he smoke? He honestly couldn't give her a good answer, let alone a accurate one, since he had lost the reason years ago. Two more years or so and it'll be ten years that he's smoked; ah, he really had to cut back soon. "Hrm, I don't know why I do, I used to but not anymore. All I know is one thing: it's almost been ten years." The young man replied, "And, just in case you're against smoking in general, it isn't really that bad; as long as its moderate, you exercise, and whatnot you should be okay." He pretty much did most of those things, aside from the moderation; he smoked when he felt like it, so yeah, but he did try his best to cut back.

"There's nothing wrong with a bit of contamination in your body, practically all of the junk and fast foods we eat are heart attacks in a package.

[/b]" The white/silver haired teen pushed himself up, sitting cross-legged, staring at the sky before fixing his gaze to her; she really didn't seem like a queen now. "Why, you wanna try it?" A sly grin crawled on his lips, eyes twinkling in mischief; sweet.[/size][/font][/blockquote]

time's on our side.

[rikka]

Hrm, I don't know why I do, I used to but not anymore. All I know is one thing: it's almost been ten years.

Ten years? How old was this guy? He must had been a teacher or something if he was smoking for that long. Even more was that h0w was he not dead right now? Was this guy immortal or something or rather how come he wasn't sick or anything. He looked like any normal teenager albeit with white or silver, the girl wasn't so sure which one it was, but otherwise he looked like any other guy to her. Really, he must had been exaggerating or something. She highly doubt that he had been smoking for that long. Really, how was that even possible?

"Why, you wanna try it?"

"No. I still don't want to." she answered. After all smoking was something she wanted to avoid. After all, she doesn't exercise much or anything really. She looked up to see the sun was getting up."So what year are you?" she asked him. She was curious if he was in any of her classes or not. In truth she kind of wanted to see him again but as if she was going to say that. He was a servant after all and she didn't want him to get any ideas of using her. She won't let him, she won't let anyone use her, not even Neku.

{Ack! Lame post. ;_;}