Akira had thought for a change he might get Shiro the slip whilst eyeing the board for any changes in class assignment.  That would prove to be wishful thinking as Shiro called out to him.  Akira momentarily rolled his eyes, he had no need to humour that moron.  However, he would turn his gaze eventually as it proved obvious that something was being launched in his general direction, anticipating the need for a possible side step, provided Shiro would actually throw straight.  That was when the unlikely occurred as someone stepped in and Akira shook his head with a sigh, clearly a new kid who was yet to come to terms with the daily goings on at this school.

Akira fought back to urge to face up with Shiro, as he continued with his persistent taunting and now also picking on what would supposedly become his next victim in the line of victims.  He didn't doubt what the outcome would likely be, the strange sense that that Shiro was an overgrown chihuahua with the generic temper issue, a chihuahua who had been savagely beaten with an ugly stick, and spent its entire life in a bush.  From his experience with him, Shiro seemed to be more of a barker. [color=ed1c24]"No posse to help you today..."[/color] Akira grumbled to himself.

Once Shiro had finished his daily routine of taunts Akira waited for the other kid to part ways from him. [color=ed1c24]"Best to ignore, one day, he'll pick the wrong day."[/color]  Akira spoke rather quietly, before looking to Shiro and shrugging.  [color=ed1c24]"People with balls don't need to shout and cause a scene..."[/color] Akira said with a sigh, it was actually drawing some attention.  This wasn't exactly a comfortable situation for Akira as he turned away and disappeared into the school building with a stream of students, making his way to class.