[center][i][b][h3]Akira Hato[/h3][/b][/i]
[i][b][color=skyblue]"The sun beyond the horizon
The uncertainly in his heart tightens
And so the new day begins
Will he ever find out what's within?"[/color][/b][/i]
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Akira danced to his heart's content up until it was time for everyone to head to bed. A bit tuckered out, Akira didn't mind going to take a nap. he was ushered onto the girl's side of the gym, what with him wearing a girl's uniform, and even switching to his pajamas Akira looked quite girly, though he chose to wear a fairly gender neutral pair of sweatpants and a baggy shirt to sleep in. Once he's really settled in, he'd get more sexy sleepwear. Laying down on his futon Akira thought about what happened today. Waking up in the middle of nowhere, hearing those people talk on the rooftop, dancing with the flower girl... It was fun. It was nice. But Akira couldn't help but feel he didn't belong here. His memories of his past were a blank. He was able to draw some conclusions based on his own actions, but it felt very third-person, almost meta. He knew he liked dressing as a girl. He knew it wasn't "Normal" and that Akira liked the attention. He certainly thinks of himself as a boy, but also isn't afraid of being girlish. Or maybe he just likes to be pretty? 

Looking around, Akira realized that he was sleeping with a bunch of girls. It would have been awesome if he didn't really feel interested. He touched his chest, trying to feel his nonexistent breasts. [color=skyblue][i]"I guess I could always pretend I'm one of those girls who's jealous about other girls having big breast... Though I think that's a bit too stereotypical."[/i][/color] Laying back down, Akira wondered what he was going to do tomorrow. He supposed that he ought to head to class, but there was so many questions he needed to ask. Things he wanted to know. [color=skyblue]"Hmm... I could ask the musician, or maybe the flower girl... They seem like they know what they're doing."[/color] Akira said quietly as he soon fell asleep.

[center]--- The next day ---[/center]

Akira didn't want to get up. His futon and blanket were sooooo warm, and it was soooo cold outside (Probably). It wasn't until a teacher came by to shake Akira awake and offer the promise of breakfast that the boy even bothered to stir, and it took a good ten minutes before he actually got up. Slowly, Akira started to clean up his bedding and headed to the builtin boards as told to. He saw that he had his own dorm now, with Sakura Aoba and Akio Shiazaka. A few seconds later and Akira's mind clicked, remembering who Akio was. [color=skyblue]"Oh right, he was the musician from yesterday!"[/color] Not only was he someone Akira actually knew personally (Though he didn't know much about him), but he seemed to be an outsider like him. So maybe he could help Akira figure out what's going on and why he's here. Still... They had classes to go to. Akira didn't remember if he's ever been to school before. He tried doing some complicated math in his head and recalling books he's read, but the best he could think of was problems involving square-roots and reading some books about poets, respectively. Akira wasn't certain if this was because he's never been to school or maybe he was just stupid. He decided not to dwell on it.

Room 96 was pretty far away. It was also while he was heading over to his dorm Akira realized that 96 was the reverse number of 69. He recognized the sexual connotation of 69, but didn't know what 96 meant. Some sort of back-to-back sex position? [color=skyblue]"Ku fu fu fu. Perhaps I can ask my dorm mates to demonstrate!"[/color] Chuckling, Akira eventually saw Akio whistling some tune. They were nowhere near the dorm, and seeing him dallying about, Akira guessed that Akio wanted someone to go to the dorm with him. What a lonely fellow! [color=skyblue]"Mezamete wa kurikaesu, nemui asa wa. Eri no tai wo, kitsuku shime."[/color] Akira said in a singsong voice as he approached Akio. He had no idea what he had just said, thinking it as merely silly gibberish.