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Mira turned to face her dark-haired friend, her own facial expression almost mirroring Tohru's as they were both pretty upset about the little prank. She frowned thinking about Reiko, the poor girl. If anyone ever did that to someone in the music club Mira would show them a completely different side of herself, probably enough to rival that of her rocker friend. She had sworn that when she took the position of Club President that everyone would be treated fairly and with respect... That was the only way she could see this year being better than the last. Sighing, her arms came to fold across her chest. She seemed to be thinking about something, having an internal battle of sorts as the urge to go chase down Reiko was very hard to fight."I...I don't want to hurt her feelings anymore, Ru-chan." She whispered, glancing at her platform shoes with a deep exhale. "Letting her be is the only way she'll maybe stop being so distant. I mean, I don't think I would want to face you, or anyone if that happened to me." Mira refocused on Tohru, a weight lifting off of her shoulders as their eyes met. Talking with Tohru always seemed to make things better... Plus, she was proud of Tohru for not blowing up on the drama club after what happened. "Looks like I'll have to throw those posters out and actually be a real President now, huh?" Mira said nervously, a small smile forming on her lips followed by a light pink on her cheeks. She was really quite embarrassed that she got so excited over a fake play and the opposite of what she intended to do happened.
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Leaning in the doorway with her own arms crossed and the sole of her boot pushed firm against its wooden frame as the two entered the music room, Tohru gave a deep and disheartened sigh, shaking her head still in disbelief of what she had witnessed upon the stage, that cruel and ever malevolent prank pulled upon Reiko, or as Tohru usually referred to her now, Red-Shorts, and by who else but the only people it seemed Reiko could have trusted and at least confided in. Just the haunting visage of it, the very thought of that last look of pure agony and disdain the girl shot to them, the evidently painful tears welling in those burning eyes of such scorn, such misery, and the laughter...that sickening laughter from the drama-llama club. Just hearing it again in her mind, it made Tohru almost sick to her stomach. Hell, she figured she wouldn't be able to keep her cool if she saw that Kawase b*tch or her raven-haired slut-puppy friend ever again. She might find it justifiable at that point to lay them flat on their backs with a well deserved uppercut, but seeing how she had already jumped down their throats, there shouldn't be any further need to lash out at them more, so for Mira-chan's sake and of course for Red-Short's sake, Tohru would keep the violence to a minimum....for now.

"I...I guess you're right, Mira-chan." She sighed again leaning her head against the doorframe. "I mean...I don't want her to think bad about us since well...us being there kinda stung her a bit, but not as much as that sh*t they pulled." Of course she made sure to leave out what happened afterwards. "I just...I really hope she's not too messed up about it...you know what I mean,right? I can tell...this wasn't the first time someone's done something like this to her." But no....she didn't think Reiko was that kind of girl. Sure Tohru's had her [i]moments[/i].... Not all those scars were from fist-fights and run-ins with the law mind you, but she didn't even want to consider Reiko doing the same thing....and going through with it. [i]No way....no f*cking way she'd do that.[/i] Still, the thought was heavy on Tohru's mind, pushing her concern a bit more. Taking her foot from the doorway, she slowly stepped into the middle of the music room, just as she heard Mira speak of being a real president, a bit of nervousness to her calm and serene voice, followed by a slightly flustered chuckle. Tohru turned to her pink haired friend, a sincere smile of her own crossing her lips as she approached Mira and ruffled her hair softly with her hand. "Meh...it's your club. Do whatever the hell you want with it. Music is freedom of expression, ain't it?" Gently her hand fell upon the girl's petite shoulder, a bit of a tender rub before retreating back to Tohru's side. "And if you want, I can help with a few things, but uh......" Her cheeks reddened a bit as she too gave a nervous giggle, "Can uh...can I bring my guitar next time, Mira-chan? The piano's boring the crap outta me."