[h3][color=a187be][b]Yonaka Aimi[/b][/color][/h3]

	The volatile one was next. She was late for class, a slacker in her studies, but when Minato asked for her Yonaka was never far away. Well, maybe Minato was just passing down a request, and really, it was Ana that told everyone. But still. She knew Minato would be there, so...she always made sure to show up on time.

	Yonaka walked through the doors backwards, leaning into them and backpedaling through with a gait full of swagger. Over her shoulder was her kendo stick. As she turned, she span it around with her wrist, letting it fall and twirl like a marching baton. Her purple eyes, with small, predatory irises, met Minato's. Though her mouth was covered with a cherry-blossom patterned surgical mask, her eyes carried the energy of her wide smirk underneath well enough. A black school uniform, torn and unmaintained, flowed loosely in the wind. The space between her top and her long skirt showed several inches of her pale midsection, the waistline of her dress only barely covering her belly button. 

	[color=a187be]"Hello boys~~~"[/color] Yonaka greeted in a sing song voice, striking a pose. Then she began to approach, heavy boots thudding across the concrete of the roof top. She gave Yuya sassy little wave but her attention was on Ishida.

	[color=a187be]"It's me, Minato. Your favorite."[/color] She teased. Skipping a step she moved to his side. An outstretched arm wrapped its fingers around several links of the fence, and the other rested on a kendo stick that was now stabbing the ground. Deliberately she placed herself between Ishida and his line of sight of Yuya. He'd have to look past her to get to look at him. Forget the cigarette or the beer or whatever he was offering. All eyes on me.

	Tap tap tap. Yonaka clicked the tip of her kendo stick against the concrete. [color=a187be]"Unfortunately I didn't run into any council parasites on the way here. Otherwise I woulda..."[/color] She cut herself off and looked at Ishida. [color=a187be] "Played it cool and moved on, just like you wanted." [/color] One eyebrow was raised, her eyes wide as if to say 'What reason could you [i]possibly[/i] have not to believe me?' kind of way.

	[color=a187be]"Anyway. Mai Li-chan should be here soon, too. She's great, you'll see."[/color] She glanced between Yuya and Ishida. There was an underlying mote of uncertainty in her words. Didn't seem like anyone was as desperate to prove herself and stand out as that girl. Yonaka straightened her back, and her voice was back to it's normal playful, devil-may-care tone. [color=a187be]"Even if her face does look like a little mochi. She can be our mascot! Like the class pet. Just don't try to feed her a treat, she might nip your finger off."[/color] Yonaka 'advised.'

	[color=a187be]"...And watch your ankles around her, too."[/color]