Post by Platinum on Jun 2, 2010 10:24:05 GMT -8
Ryuzaki Sohma was very confused, and very angry. That didn't make for a good mixture.
He sighed, and bent down to lace up his converse, before continuing on his way to Kazuma's dojo. Ryuzaki didn't often go there, he was a werewolf so he really didn't need to work out, his DNA makeup had already designed him to be strong. But also because he was short, he was build like Shade- and was very sensitive about his height, and he didn't want any of the other students to make any remarks about it. But he really wanted to go and talk to the older man there, the one that knew Kyo, he didn't know where else to go. Sure, Kiyoshi had gone to the same school as him, but was two years ahead of him, he really didn't know him.
He had walked in on his father kissing a very *friendly* person.
No, the woman he was kissing really wasn't a very *friendly* person, but she already had three children, all to different fathers. That meant that he had two other siblings, only related by their mother. He never had gotten along with them, they all fought like cats and dogs, sticking them in a room together was like trying to mix oil and water. But Kazuma he could get along with just fine.
He removed his shoes at the entrance, shuffling in his socks across the hardwood floor, smiling slightly when he saw Kazuma in the dojo.
"Hey." He called informally with a slight wave of hi hand. "Is it alright with you if I hang here for a bit?" He asked him.
((Buh. D=))
He sighed, and bent down to lace up his converse, before continuing on his way to Kazuma's dojo. Ryuzaki didn't often go there, he was a werewolf so he really didn't need to work out, his DNA makeup had already designed him to be strong. But also because he was short, he was build like Shade- and was very sensitive about his height, and he didn't want any of the other students to make any remarks about it. But he really wanted to go and talk to the older man there, the one that knew Kyo, he didn't know where else to go. Sure, Kiyoshi had gone to the same school as him, but was two years ahead of him, he really didn't know him.
He had walked in on his father kissing a very *friendly* person.
No, the woman he was kissing really wasn't a very *friendly* person, but she already had three children, all to different fathers. That meant that he had two other siblings, only related by their mother. He never had gotten along with them, they all fought like cats and dogs, sticking them in a room together was like trying to mix oil and water. But Kazuma he could get along with just fine.
He removed his shoes at the entrance, shuffling in his socks across the hardwood floor, smiling slightly when he saw Kazuma in the dojo.
"Hey." He called informally with a slight wave of hi hand. "Is it alright with you if I hang here for a bit?" He asked him.
((Buh. D=))