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[h2]The First Day: An Intro to Ongaku[/h2]

This girl was.. moe. Her hair was dyed pink and she was polite. She probably would do very good service being a maid at a cafe! Then again, students who dedicated their lives to music or whatever they were at Ongaku for, usually did not have a part-time job unless they wanted to exhaust themselves. She had heard horror stories from students collapsing on the way to class. Tatsuya's hazel eyes scanned the girl once more, and she relaxed into her own bed, watching as Paris unpacked her things. Another thing was, Paris kind of calmed the air down a bit right off the bat. In a way, Paris made her alert and on her toes. Not because of Paris herself, but because of their surroundings. Tatsuya felt.. obliged to help her, protect her. She was just so moe! How could Tatsuya not? Then again.. she dyed her hair pink. She must have [i]some[/i] kind of rebellious streak. Or she was dumb, which would give her a hard time getting into the Academy in the first place. 

So. Paris Uzumaki dyed her hair pink because she liked pink, and her mother was into French things. "Eh? What am I studying? O-Oh, I'm studying singing and guitar!" There were probably more technical terms for it that her mother liked to brag to the neighbors about, but as far as Tatsuya was concerned, singing and guitar was the reason she was there. "And I [i]know[/i] why you're here! Aren't you some piano prodigy or something? I read that you were!"

She grinned, crossing her arms. "Hey, they're having a big dinner to welcome all the newbies this year, and if you don't already know someone here, you should sit with my friends and me! They'd be glad to have you." They better be damn glad to have her. She was a moe maid after all! And she was really pretty! Maybe Michio would finally get a girlfriend. Or Tsukino. But Tsukino would absolutely butcher Paris' confidence, Tatsuya felt. The girl watched her unpack, a twinkle in her eye. Hmm.. Maybe the first potential possibility for her new idea. A piano prodigy.


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The more they spoke of Tatsuya, the more comfortable around his roommate Tsukino felt. He was comfortable anyway given his superior, senior status, but they had something in common and that was a girl that caused them absolute hell. A girl they both loved. Tsukino grinned, leaning back against his headboard and shutting his eyes. Hm. Michio-san [i]might[/i] just be qualified to become a new character in his upcoming novel. "Classical violin and piano, huh? And composing and theory?" That was rather common, nothing out of the ordinary in Japan. He could have sworn two roommates ago, that was what his first year roommate was there for. Maybe his first year roommate was less talented than this Michio. Even if he was calm and reserved, he had this air around him that Tsukino couldn't exactly pinpoint, and that was saying a lot considering Tsukino was golden at reading people. 

[i]Is that why you like Tatsuya? Because you've felt pain too?[/i] Tsukino abruptly stopped himself, his thoughts, his body movements. "Well, that's rather noble. I bet we even have the same taste in music too. I'm the same way." He chuckled, and when asked of his own talents, Tsukino took a deep breath, setting his hands on his lap. "No elusive mystery here. You're correct. I am here for writing and acting. I also draw a bit too, mostly manga for Tatsuya-chan, but I would have rather attended here for acting than drawing, you know?" 

Tsukino observed his roommate with an intrigued gleam in his eye, clearing his throat. "Anything I should know about you before we get down to this roommates thing? Any allergies? I eat a lot of junk food and stay up a lot, so if that's a problem, I'll change easily."[/center]