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Misaki pouted her lips, an unimpressed expression on her. "Well, you were cute." Emphasising on the tense. She snickered, teasing him after he complimented himself. Her feet pattered on the wooden floors softly, making her way to the dining table. She felt herself salivating at the mention of an entire cake and more chocolate. She pulled out a seat and promptly sat down, a squeal of excitement sounded at the sight of the fresh treats. "Please help me thank your mom for these! I probably should have come with some kinda gift too, shouldn't I?"

Placing a generous slice of cake on her plate after Ikari. Misaki took a bite of the cake and shivered, moaning with the spoon still in her mouth. She took another bite greedily, "Homemade sweets are the best!" She exclaimed, shoving more in her mouth before pouring herself a glass of water.

"I know I asked you to help me find Ri-chan, but I want to know more about you too! I mean, if that's ok." She smiled, "like did you grow up here too? What are your parents like? What's your favourite color? Do you have a hobby? Well you don't have to answer all my questions. And you can ask me some too!"
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"Excuse the intrusion!" Misaki announced her arrival as she entered after Ikari, taking her shoes off and placing them neatly by the entrance. She was pretty excited after he stopped her at the front of the house, seeing how big it was with modern architecture and a neat front yard. She followed the blonde's trail further into the house, liking it already. There's always something exciting about seeing another's house. The room was spacious and had windows for natural light, the red sofa immediately catching her attention. The girl immediately plopped down without hesitation after Ikari invited her to, running off elsewhere. It was softer than she thought it was bounced on it a little like a child. She looked around the room more now, noticing all the little frames on the walls.

Curious, she got up and walked towards the nearest one. She recognised a young Ikari, still blonde and wondered how long he's had that hair colour. A young woman stood by him; she looked a lot like him in the picture. A sister perhaps? Or maybe his mother. She glanced at all the pictures, ranging from his young teen years to recent times. Many of them were of him and his mother or sister, but not many with his father in them. There was one of a wedding couple, standing in front of a church. Misaki felt herself smile a little as she stepped closer to that one. There was a few people in the background and she saw a few familiar faces. She grabbed the frame off the tv stand so she could take a closer look. Looking up, she checked if Ikari was around before swinging her cell out of her bag and take a picture of the photo. A loud shutter and flash startled her and made her squeak as her phone juggled in mid air before she grabbed it. She retook the picture, since the first had the flash glaring angrily back against the glass cover. Just as she heard footsteps outside, she kept her phone and went back to place the frame where she found it.

"You're so cute in these photos, Ikari. How long have you had blonde hair? I kinda want to see you in your natural hair colour now." She continued to browse through the many photos below the tv console before she looked back up at him, smiling like she usually does. Hopefully he won't suspect that she did anything weird or sneaky.
Misaki pondered for a moment, a finger tapping her chin as she did before she coughed, "be the change you want to see in the world." She nodded at her own words, a hand stroking a long imaginary beard. Giggling, she gave Ikari a toothy grin and finger gunned him. "Did you just think how admirable I am?" She twirled around and striked a pose, mimicking some anime she saw a while ago. Her father was the one who taught her to approach others with a smile, 'because who doesn't like that?' Was what he would always say. "To put it simply, I don't see a reason to not be nice to everyone. I agree that some people don't like it, but it's very rewarding when it counts. That's how we met after all." Misaki told him, a soft smile on her face.

Just as they approached a road crossing, the light for pedestrians to cross had just turned green and a melodic beep sounded to alert pedestrians that it was safe to cross. An elderly lady with her hands full of groceries was on the opposite side and just started to cross, walking towards the students. Misaki ran across and offered to carry the bags, taking it off the tired hands of the elder. She fell in step with her as they crossed, slowing her pace to match the grandmother. Once they safely made it across the light changed and made way for vehicles. The elder thanked her and gave her a juicy looking apple. The girl declined kindly but the woman insisted as she made her way home. Misaki waved the apple at Ikari, almost as if proving a point. She chose not to mention what she did before she came as she didn't want to dampen their spirits. The Kondo family had moved to a bigger city to get better medical facilities for the head of the family. However, that fact was covered up with an employment opportunity to their young daughter so many years ago.
Misaki turned around when Ikari pulled them to a stop. Leaning towards the side to see that he was right, in fact they were already a few blocks from school. How did she not notice that they've already gone this far? She stuttered when she realised she was still holding his hand, and let go quickly. She looked up at him with a puzzled expression, "of course. It's only natural to help a friend." she said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

The corners of her lips slowly turned upward in understanding. The blonde did seem like he's not had many friendly encounters. Her eyes started twinkling at the mention of sweets handmade by a goddess. Mimicking a soldier, she raised her right arm and saluted. "I'll eat all of them!" Misaki declared, a cheeky grin on her face and laughed, putting her hand back down. "I hope I didn't drag us too far away from your place." She said, looking around the area.
Rokurou was not impressed, she narrowed her eyes even further if that was physically possible, and looked at him like he just offended her ancestors. Sparks of tension seem to fly between the two, glaring down each other. As president she had the authority to kick him off school grounds, especially since he was suspended due to violent acts. In fact, he should be no where near the campus. A teacher should have called to check in on him if he's home. Suspension in Higashi High basically meant you were home jailed. "It's obvious that you are not even regretting your actions from yesterday. If you keep this attitude up, your mother can expect another phone call."

Approaching footsteps could be heard by the two, but Rokurou didn't bother turning around to see who it was. "Ikari! We can go-" Misaki paused when she saw the white-haired president with him. A chill ran down her back, feeling the tension in the air. "Oh hello president. Didn't see you there." She joked, faking a laugh but it soon became awkward as the president merely glared at her.

"And where are you going, Ms Kondo?" Rokurou interrogated. Her eyes flickered between the two, "You can't possible be hanging out with the very guy that hurt you?"

"You're wrong! Ikari wasn't the one who hurt me. Whatever you think of him, is wrong!" Misaki blurted out the moment she accused him. She was met with the president's shocked face, and she used the chance to grab Ikari's hand and started running. Leaving a stunned beaut by the school gates.
Misaki had worked her way from the shoe lockers to the school's courtyard. She was surprised with how much litter she picked up along the way. She sure didn't notice these things, and gained admiration for those part of the cleaning club. Of course the club was informed of her punishment and left it all to her. The area was pretty much empty now, and she wiped her brow and stretched her back as it was getting sore from bending down to pick up miscellaneous things to put it in the trash bag. All that was left was to sweep the fallen leaves from the school gates to the side. Misaki tied the bin bag and put it to the side before grabbing the broom.

She was in a midst of sweeping when she heard someone call out, ”Hey, you. Do you know this dumb girl named Misaki? Ya know, the one who gets abducted very often in this area.”

Misaki spun around, mocking anger as she placed a hand on her hips and held the broom in front of her. "Hey, a good afternoon or a how are you is muuuuuch better way to greet someone!" She stuck her tongue out childishly. "And this girl happened to get you out of expulsion." She pointed to herself and held her head high, whether it was something one should take pride in or not she wasn't sure.

All jokes aside, Misaki told him, "I'm nearly done for today, I've just got to take out the trash and grab my bag. Wait for me, ok?" She didn't wait for him to respond and ran back to where she left the bin bag. Grabbing it and taking it to the back of the school where the trash and recycling bins are, she quickly tossed it into the non-recyclables. The girl went back into the school building to return the broom and proceeded to take her bag.

Meanwhile, Roukurou saw an outsider and one of the students talking through the window of the student council room. She left the room to confront the outsider as to why he would be within school grounds. As she approached the school gates, the female student she saw before wasn't there, but the blonde wearing bright yellow clothes was hard to miss. "Why is a suspended student here and not at home reflecting on his actions?"
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Misaki nodded in agreement when Ikari said they were friends. She giggled, glad that she did make one on her first day of school. She said her thanks and waved at him as she made her way home. "I'm home!" She said when she entered her house, removing her shoes at the entryway. But no one replied since she lived alone, the girl was used to announcing her arrival home, and have not gotten used to having her house empty. Her parents were just a few cities away, and she could call them anytime, but it did feel a little lonely for the high schooler.

She sat her back down and readied the bath, leaving the tap on to fill the tub with hot water. Meanwhile, she went to the kitchen to grab a box of biscuits that were coated with chocolate, and poured herself a glass of soda. She brought her snacks to the bathroom, and dipped herself into the tub when she undressed. Misaki gulped down a large mouthful of the carbonated drink, and exclaimed like an old man having his first beer after a long day at work. She started to wind down and relax in the tub, it had been a long day, but she couldn't wait for tomorrow to come.

A constant beeping roused Misaki from her sleep, a hand shooting out of her futon to search for her alarm clock on the floor. Finally turning the incessant sound off. She groaned, slowly supporting herself with an elbow as her other hand rubbed the drowsiness from her eyes. Soon, she looked at the time blinking on the digital clock, and all sleepiness went away. She was about to be late! She jumped out of bed, throwing her blanket aside and rushed to the sink to get ready. Changing in a lightning fast speed, she grabbed her bag and clumsily put on her shoes on the way out, shouting a "I'm heading off!" As she locked the door to her flat. Her bed hair flew as she started running to school. Thanking god that she was just a few minutes away.

She saw the gates of her school closing, and quickened her pace. "Waaaaiiiitttt!" She prolonged the word, an arm stretching so she would hold the gates back from closing. Misaki barely managed to squeeze through the gap, her hands on her knees as she caught her breath, relief that she wasn't late.

"You almost didn't make it on time." A feminine voice said. Misaki looked up, still panting, and a white haired girl had her arms crossed across her chest as she looked down on her. Ikari's warning from yesterday rang in her head; "She has weird white hair, and a red armband." Her eyes checked the white-haired girl's sleeves and found the red band stuck on with a safety pin.

"A-ah..." What was she supposed to do now? She ran into the president the next day that Ikari warned her not to get into her bad books! "I'm sorry! It won't happen again, I promise!" She pleaded with her eyes, a hand running through her hair only for it to get stuck on a knot- this was what happened when she didn't comb her hair in the morning. She probably looked like a mess but at least she won't get punished for being late. Right?

The president hmphed in response, "This is your only warning. You'll be in detention if you are even this close to being late again. Be in class before the warning bell rings." She dismissed, flipping her hair as she turned her back from Misaki and headed inside the school building.

Misaki was pretty stunned, whether by her strictness or her beauty she didn't know. But heeded her advice as she started brisk walking her way to her own classroom.

The final bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. Misaki stretched her arms from her seat and waved goodbye as her fellow classmates bid their farewell, some going home while some had clubs to attend. While the newly transferred student was busy with cleaning the school grounds. She decided to start by the school entrance, if Ikari was picking her up, he would be there soon. And maybe she could leave after cleaning that area for the day. She grabbed a broom and empty bin bag, skipping down the stairs. She seemed to be in a pretty good mood for a student that was punished to clean the school for two weeks. However, she was looking forward to the sweets later that afternoon.
Misaki was hesitant at first, going to a boy's home just after knowing him for a day, but she was sold once he mentioned that his mom made sweets. Homemade sweets were always better than one sold in stores. "Yes!" She accepted, realising she sounded too excited to be going to his house. "Ah- I mean, if you don't mind having me." She giggled, she corrected herself, a little embarrassed that she would say yes to anything that involved sweets.

She was pretty happy that she was going to get more sweets tomorrow, she wasn't expecting more after spending a lot of money on it today. Her stomach grumbled slightly just thinking of it. "I'll see you tomorrow then!" She was about to run off again but she wasn't very sure of her bearings at the moment. She pointed in a direction she thought was right and asked, "If I go down this street and make a right, will I end up on Tokuga street?" She didn't want to end up on that dodgy street where they just ran from. She moved into a one-person flat in a 3 storey building that was just a few minutes away from school. She did grow up in this town as well, but didn't expect places like her old home to turn into a dangerous place.
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