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[h1][u][color=steelblue]K E N I C H I[/color][/u][/h1]
[h2][b][i]Cafeteria[/i][/b][/h2][/center]
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"Alright, was just askin'. Sheesh..." Kenichi turned back to the vending machine, fishing in his pocket for a handful of yen. He started a bit as Tomoe suddenly shouted behind him, and he looked down as she splashed about a bit before she realized what she had stepped into. She blushed, apparently embarrassed by her own outburst, and when she apologized her voice was tiny and squeaky.

"Careful, Kishimoto-chan." he said, reaching out to steady her a bit by the shoulder. But then she laid into "blue Monday janitor-san," and Kenichi withdrew his hand with a slight grimace. An exaggerated sweatdrop would have fit right in with his expression. What happened to being embarrassed? With her tiny fists on her waist like that, Kenichi didn't know whether to be intimidated or to just think [i]d'aaaaaw, wook how angery she is![/i] Still, while the emo kid looked like he was trying way too hard to be broody, Kenichi had seen enough of the school thus far to know how short people's tempers could be. And all they wanted was a couple of drinks.

"He's here cause he's cleanin'. Although, I kinda thought he was done...Take it easy though, Kishimoto-chan." The bluette scratched the back of his head as he faced the dour boy again. "She's a bit of a firecracker, pal, but you really should put a wet floor sign down or somethin' if you ain't finished."

Ultimately he wasn't really bothered by the fiasco, so long as Tomoe hadn't slipped and hurt herself. He turned back to the machine and started to count out coins, without even paying attention as to whether the brooding wannabe had some kind of snarky response prepared. 

"Hm...think that's the least sugary..." he muttered to himself as he decided on his own drink. "Yo, Kishimoto-chan, I don't think he's gonna buy you anything. You still want a coffee?"
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