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Jaakuna wasn't sure if anyone had even acknowledged him dancing. He had continued to do it for at least a minute and he started to work up a sweat a little bit. He stopped about midway through an upside-down, one-handed stand to only prop himself back onto his two feet. He wiped the sweat starting to drip down from his face, the drops themselves make marks on the ground, but only for a second until they vanished out of sight of the moonlight.

Jaakuna had stopped just in time to see Yamato through a bit of a hissy fit. This guy seemed to be full of himself all the damn time. “Oh, I shouldn’t be a chunin and not be ranked with these losers”, was among the nicer stuff he would spat constantly. After the few couple of times, Jaakuna had just learned to ignore Yamato. Besides, Jaakuna found it less stressful to do so. He didn’t want to bother with the elitist and risk getting into a fight with him. He didn’t need that shit.

Among the craziness of Yamato’s hissy fit, Jaakuna almost missed the Trap Queen himself, Paneru Yagyu. The only person known in existence that confused Jaakuna into thinking that he was a she when he was actually a he. Jaakuna liked the guy, he was cool, even though The Sundance Kid thought Paneru could open up more. He wished that he didn’t have to be so goddamn shy, but perhaps when one looks as confusing as he does, maybe that’s something that one doesn’t have a choice in the matter of.

After the commotion with Yamato seemed to have died down, Daiki came in as Daiki could only be as he became a little confrontational with Yamato. Jaakuna was glued to what was about to happen, but then he heard Sentou come out of nowhere with a mic in hand. Jaakuna turned to her direction, and listened.

He wished he hadn’t.

For a girl with all of the right stuff in all the right places(Hideyoshi’s words, not Jaakuna’s), she was a horrible singer. Like good god, it was like listening to cats scratching on a chalkboard while someone yelled for no apparent reason. Jaakuna didn’t know if she was drunk and her inhibitions were lowered or she was sober and that she was doing this on purpose. However, despite whatever feelings that Jaakuna had about her singing, he found himself cheering as loud a he could.

[color=crimson][b]“YEAH! SING IT GIRL! LOUDER! LOUDER!”[/b][/color] Jaakuna yelled, as his fists pumped into the air as if he were in a nightclub or something.