the riot, the ruse, & the infidelity [o]

[KATSURAGI TERU]

[atrb=border,0,true][bg=e9e9e9] ❚ the ruse, the riot, & the infidelity. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There was an air of listlessness that had plagued Katsuragi Teru's day, though the weather was at odds with his misplaced mood. The sky was an undeniable brilliant shade of blue with a few healthy white clouds towering over the metropolis city. People roamed the streets, families ate out at family restaurants, and the young crowds had gathered together for a day of fun in this mild-weathered summer Sunday. As for Teru, someone such as himself should have plans with what's-her-face or some-other-girl that he vaguely remembered texting the night before, but alas there was nothing of that sort happening today. And to say at the very least, Teru being undeniably bored out of his utter mind and having a free schedule spoke louder than words themselves. It was as if some sort of polar effect had cursed his long-running streak of luck and jerkassery and he was now feeling the aftereffects of the smiteful turnabout of events. Sitting beneath the shade of the well-known Hachiko Statue, he briefly rolled back his head to stare at the akita inu blandly before turning back to his cell. As Rumi's last message had informed him (but not without an apologetic-looking smiley text emote with lots of hearts), she was going to be out shopping in Ginza with her girlfriends before hitting for some karaoke. "Natural girly friendship bonding thing." She had explained the other night, and although Teru had replied with a kind, "I understand, go have fun!", he didn't really. If he hadn't known her any better (which he didn't, but it was an obvious impression he would have to argue), he would've bought her excuse if it weren't for her nasty little habit of going out too often to shop. Clothing was something she would never run out of in her entire life. Although Teru had initially thought about plotting some sort of childish get-back for today's cancelled date, his miffed frown slowly loosened up as he started to savour the freedom of his Sunday afternoon. More than often, he would find himself suffocating in the middle of his cheating guise, but whatever it took to get his work done and his reputation polished, he wasn't afraid to crawl down and dirty his hands if he had to. Closing his Docomo shut, he gently pocketed his cell phone back into his jeans pocket and stood up, smoothening out his blue polo t-shirt out. If he had remembered correctly, he had been craving for some Lawson ice-cream. Oh, and perhaps he could pick up some magazines for his mother and buy some Calpis while he was at it. With Lawson being the second-largest convenience store chain in Japan, it wasn't surprising that he managed to locate one at the corner of the street adjacent to Shibuya Station. Entering the store, a blast of icy cool air ruffled his frayed-up locks, rearranging them back into its own orchestra of a modern hairstyle. Teru hadn't quite noticed the change of styling thanks to the air con, nor was he concerned about it at the moment despite a giggling stare from a nearby female customer. Heading straight to the freezer aisle in the back lanes, he promptly picked up a few cups of chilled egg pudding. Originally he had plotted for some of the AISU KURIIMU, but felt overly-childish when he spotted the cartoony milk cow plastered all over the packaging for them. Dumping the pudding cups into a shopping basket, he trotted over to the drinks, and fished out a bottle of Calpis soda. A lingering feeling of instinct hit him as he felt a pair of eyes stare at him from behind. Turning around curiously, Teru found nothing but cup noodles and chip packets sitting innocently on their shelves. Weird. Turning back up to the magazine aisle, he deftly picked out the lastest fashion magazine for his mother, dumping it with the pudding and the soda inside the basket. An all-around general and lifestyle magazine caught his interest, and for a half a minute Teru debated whether he should buy it before he felt that painfully, piercing stare. Turning around again, he was feeling slightly ruffled that nothing seemed out of the ordinary within his peripheral range. Groused, he picked up the magazine he wanted to buy and stuffed it inside the basket as well. Quickly heading over to the cashier, he ignored the questioning look as the clerk scanned his mother's fashion magazine and fished out his wallet. The staring came again, and Teru impatiently waited for the cashier to finish counting the total before slapping a 1,000 yen bill on the countertop, spinning around to catch the unruly perpatrator. A dash of footsteps echoed quietly at the corner of the convenience store. Ah hah! "T-Thank you for buying at Lawson... sir?" The clerk sent him puzzling stares as Teru snatched up the plastic bag containing his purchases and stalked down the aisle quickly, turning towards the corner where he last saw the suspicious activity. Wheeling around the boxed chocolates stand, he had expected to find some sort of guilty culprit trying to hid him or herself behind packaged toiletries but crashed into a solid body instead. Seeing light stars for a moment, Teru regained his balance before fully crashing upon the floor like a fool, and staggered backwards while rubbing his sore chin. "O-Oi, careful now." He groused lightly, though he didn't sound too flustered by the sudden accident caused. TAGGED open • STATUS complete • WORDS 905 MUSIC our home by sakamoto miu • NOTES the 'person' he bumped into would be you! THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY STORM of FOREVER 'N EVER!

[KASUGAZAKI KAIRI]

L O O K . A T . M E . L I K E . . .

Kairi's gaze was blank as she stared ahead. Her left hand was supporting her right elbow, while her right hand held her cellphone in front of her face. She exhaled slowly with a raised eyebrow, her thumb moving at an amazing speed as she typed up a text message to one of her professors at school. Her feet, however, never stopped carrying her across the street and she still managed to weave through the groups of people skillfully without bumping into anybody despite her lack of attention.

In fact, no part of the brunette even came in any form of contact with the members of the crowd. Not that she was particularly used to doing such a thing per say, but people did seem to understand the meaning behind the look on Kairi's face. Either that or they could sense auras. Indeed, if such things existed, Kairi's aura at the moment was definitely not at all pleasant. Then again, she was rarely pleased with anything.

"Ha." the eighteen year old let out a small snort and a smirk as she snapped her cellphone shut. She stuffed the device in her pants pocket. Her eyes rolled to the sky as both of her hands became pocketed as well.

She'd just received a voice mail from her school. It was a warning message about her lack of attendance originally intended to go to her Father. But Kairi, being the type of person she was with a talent in system hacking, rearranged the entire setup of the phone company so that all calls from the school administrative office to their house would be directed to her own personal cellphone instead.

Funny that fooling average people was such an easy task, but then again, Kairi never had any doubts about what she was capable of. She couldn't possibly blame others for being less gifted in the brain department than her. After all, not everybody was a born genius.

With a quick huff, the eighteen year old pried her gaze off of the busy street in front of her. She glanced around nonchalantly and her dark amber eyes blinked when her gaze landed on the convenience store just a few steps away.

The corners of her lips curled downward and Kairi soon found herself walking towards Lawson. Might as well, really, especially since she had skipped lunch to work on one of her current projects.

Still with her hands in her pockets, the eighteen year old yawned as she walked through the automatic doors. She blinked around lazily and slowly wandered to and strolled down one of the snack aisles. Her gaze slithered up and down as she took in the full glory of the snacks on display. Her eyes became half-lidded as she stared at all the colourful packages meant to attract children.

"Dear god, how amazingly cute." she continued to stare lazily for a moment before looking away in order to walk further down the aisle but her amber eyes blinked when she noticed the sudden figure that was now a little too close to her. Kairi sidestepped quickly but was apparently not quick enough when she found herself getting bumped into.

"O-Oi, careful now." The eighteen year old stumbled a few step back and looked up to the dark-haired individual who seemed just as surprised as herself.

"Yeah? Ever considered getting a pair of eyes yourself?" Kairi asked, frowning and looking unimpressed though her hands continued to stay in her pockets. Her nose flared and her left brow arched as she eyed the young man up and down.

"Gimme a break, big guy. Not paying attention when you're walking then blaming it on the other person when you crash into them? A little cheeky aren't we?" Kairi's eyes rolled a bit but then she sighed as she shifted the weight of her body to her left leg, "Well? I'm still waiting for that apology." she said in a dry tone, her expression just as bored as ever before her attention was caught by Teru's plastic bag. Her eyebrow raised, "And what the hell are you still doing in the store when you've already paid for your stuff?"

With a blink, Kairi suddenly smirked when an idea came to her. Her right hand slid out of her pocket and she quickly raised it to her mouth. She sidestepped and looked to some of the other shoppers around, "Hey, someone go and report this guy. I saw him trying to sneak something into his bag just now."

M A Y B E . I ' M . A N . A N G E L
U N D E R N E A T H !

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Word Count: 741
Tagged: Katsuragi Teru
Notes: first post with Kairi :3 hope it was okay. sorry if it's a bit random and stupid but... I'm still trying to grasp her personality, pwa ha ha.
Muse: medium[/blockquote]

[KATSURAGI TERU]

[atrb=border,0,true][bg=e9e9e9] ❚ the ruse, the riot, & the infidelity. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A colourful string of hysterics, accusations, and general tomfoolery for the sake of smiting someone who obviously had a slice too much of time on their hands slowly coated an icing of a bemused smile on Teru's face. As most people would have been driven to a state of frozen shock or a neurotic breakdown from being framed with petty charges, but he merely took that breadth of time to observe her fire off line after line without a moment's worth of rest. He supposed he could admire her for such an astonishing lung capacity. By the time she had finished her monologue, Teru merely scratched the side of his chin where the top of her head had struck it. "Uh huh." He bent down to collect his fallen articles, before placidly dropping them back into its plastic, flimsy container. "I suppose I could say "sorry", but you can say that first to the store manager for raising hell." He replied with a chuckle, glancing back at the store clerk who was petrified at the spot, staring back at them with wide eyes. Ahh, right. Women were wily to let the men take the blame sometimes. However, Teru wasn't too worried. This was hardly a challenge for him. If she was a liar, then she would hold nothing more than a margin of skill to his repertoire of magic tricks. He then turned towards to the cashier with a nod. "Got the CCTV running, buddy? You can review over the tape if you like. Oh, and I've got the phone if you want me to call police," Teru replied swiftly before tossing a discarded glance that held nothing more than simply disinterest at the brunette. "For a 'customer' to loiter around in a store without buying anything seems much more suspicious if you ask me." His free hand dug into his pants pocket and fished out his cell phone. He was a little amused to see her holding one - it seemed that he had earned her hard berate from the accidental altercation while she was texting, he had surmised. But it didn't quite matter too much, she was mucking up his Sunday afternoon and he might as well fuck it over ten times for her. What was he doing exactly, anyway? Oh, right. Delusions that someone was staring at him and something of that sort. Teru knew damn well that no one was really going to treat him as a sane, level-headed adult but then again, he found himself questioning just exactly how sane he was to begin with. He found himself starting to get worked up as the tension flow tightened in the atmosphere and Teru literally had to force himself to take a moment to blank out his mind before re-sorting out everything that has happened so far. Store, pudding, magazine, Calpis, paid for it, delusions, now this girl who's clearly got some issues and is trying to report him for shadow-stealing. Riiiight. And to think that Japan hasn't crippled itself over with its fucked up society and system, Teru briefly wondered why the hell therapists seem to be nonexistent in this nation of the rising sun. And then there's the matter of this girl. Actually, Teru was beginning to feel unsurprised at her bitter act of misconduct. Way to go to ruin a Sunday afternoon for a passing by Japanese citizen who just wants to eat his damn pudding and drink his damn Calpis. She looked like she was lacking the sweets. It was tempting to not shove some pudding over her way if she decided to fire out another Bach-length monologue that only served to deepen his migraine. Judging by how she had handled the situation, how she composed herself, and her general appearance, Teru assumed she was more or less a sannensei in high school or a prick-headed ichinensei in university. The latter usually the worse of the two if the former hasn't been ravaged by their studies to pass entrance exams to get accepted into Tozai or something. And if that wasn't enough with the terrible manners and personality, she wasn't even that cute. Automatic zero interest. Meaning. The cashier came back with some sort of relieved look on his face after emerging from the back room, still holding a television remote in his hands. "A-Ah, it's..." He had started but Teru swiftly finished the sentence for him. "...nothing more than a light-hearted squabble from this little girl here." Smiling brightly back at the clerk, Teru turned a marble eye back towards the brunette before slinging his plastic bag over his shoulders, heading towards the exit. But before he reached the sliding doors, he tilted his head around, and spoke in a voice only audible enough for her to hear. "Oh, fun fact: I don't owe apologies to a girl who isn't cute enough." He nonchalantly replied before letting the outside weather ease his mind back into the clear. She'd have to try much harder to ruin his Sunday than that. TAGGED open, kasugazaki kairi • STATUS complete • WORDS 831 MUSIC spellbound by boom boom satellites • NOTES haha, sassy. B] THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY STORM of FOREVER 'N EVER!

[KASUGAZAKI KAIRI]

L O O K . A T . M E . L I K E . . .

"I suppose I could say "sorry", but you can say that first to the store manager for raising hell."

Letting out her own string of chuckles as an imitation of the young man's, one corner of Kairi's lips curled up into a smirk, "Oh wow. News flash. I happen to not care." she snorted with a raised brow. What a stupid guy. Apologize for "raising hell"? Other people's misery was the least of Kairi's worries. In fact, she enjoyed watching them suffer. Or whatever she could get out of them anyway.

Having been home-schooled till age eleven - when she decided to enter university - taught her nothing about human interaction. Not that she really cared, per say. People were rather boring creatures. All of them were the same one way or another and most failed to amuse her. Technologies on the other hand were much more fascinating. Sure they were all programmed to function in a similar fashion, but they at least could keep Kairi entertained.

The eighteen year old let out a sigh and stared through half-lidded eyes as the dark-haired young man spoke to the clerk. "Woww," Kairi's eyes rolled as she stressed the syllable of the word, "Smooth. Pretty used to doing this sorta thing, huh, buddy?" she gave another fake chuckle that sounded all too similar to Teru's. Her gaze slid to Teru lazily, her expression mirroring his despite her raised left brow, "What? You stalk me or something? How would you know whether I'm just 'loitering around'? Maybe I just got here and was looking for something before you decided to walk right into me, eh? Oh what are the possibilities."

Kairi sighed deeply. Her right hand raised to rub the back of her neck as the clerk ran off. "Dear god. I hope you don't act like a defensive buffoon every time you walk into someone." she said with a blank face, turning to look up one of the shelves and reaching for a pack of biscuits, sounding as if she wasn't even the person who'd wrongly accused him but was instead the one being troubled.

With a yawn, Kairi reached for another package and looked down at the snacks in her arms for a moment, thoroughly ignoring Teru till the clerk came running back. She looked to the guy and raised a brow, "Wow, you took that way too seriously. Actually went and checked the tape, huh? Impressive." her vision slid to Teru, "Ah huh. Not my fault you guys are both retarded though, is it?"

Another sigh escaped through the eighteen year old's lips as the incident finally became history. God. A little joke and accusation just for fun and people were ready to bite her head off. No sense of humour whatsoever. She blinked slowly as she turned with a mountain of snacks in her arms, ready to go to the cashier.

Her right eyebrow perked however when she heard the dark-haired young man's voice again. The insult hit her ears and Kairi's gaze became blank. He was still here, eh? She turned her head to Teru lazily and gave him a blank stare. "Ha. Funny you should say that when your face makes you look like you barely escaped a car accident." her head tilted cockily as she gave a troubled sigh, "This ain't some moronic romantic comedy film, buddy, so what's up with the whole 'uncute' bull? Like I trust your eyesight at all when you couldn't even see straight and had to walk into me, dumbass."

Her rich amber orbs rolled and she heaved the snacks in her arms slightly. Walking to the cashier, the eighteen year old dropped the packages in front of the man a little too heavily. Tch. Uncute. Like looks were everything. Besides, Kairi hated anything cute, so it was a compliment really. ... It still kind of irked her though, that she had to take that kind of crappy attitude from an idiot who, one, walked into her, and two, couldn't take a harmless little joke.

With an unimpressed snort, Kairi reached into her messenger bag for her wallet and paid for her snacks. "On debit, miss?"

"What's it look like to you?" Kairi asked while closing her wallet, not even caring to cast the man a glance. Her stomach growled and she frowned. As the cashier swiped her card, her right hand dug into the plastic bag given to her and she pulled out a pack of chips. She blinked when she felt the cashier's gaze on her and she glanced up to him with a raised brow, "What?" she asked in between chewing.

"Oh, no. It's nothing. Sorry about that. And here's your receipt." the cashier said quickly with a smile. Kairi looked down to the receipt.

"Ah. You didn't overcharge me. Impressive." the eighteen year old commented as she took her receipt and retrieved her card. "Have a nice day." she said nonchalantly to the cashier as she picked up her purchases. The man blinked in surprise but nevertheless replied with the same thing.

"Now, where's that Captain Smooth Pants?" Kairi's gaze slid around after she stepped out of the convenience store though she never stopped eating. She spotted Teru a few feet away from her as she threw away her now empty chip bag. "Ah. Lucky." she commented.

With a smirk, the eighteen year old pulled out the bag of biscuits. She lethargically yet quickly made her way towards the dark-haired young man, "Coincidence seeing you here, buddy." she said, standing behind him and staring ahead at his back but then looked down to her snack to reach inside. She held a biscuit to her mouth and took a bite then continued to stare blankly ahead instead of upward to Teru, "I want you to apologize for crashing into me. I'll do the same once you have." she said in a monotone.

Her brow raising cockily, the eighteen year old looked up to Teru finally with an otherwise emotionless face, "Any minute now, buddy."

M A Y B E . I ' M . A N . A N G E L
U N D E R N E A T H !

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Word Count: 991
Tagged: Katsuragi Teru
Notes: she is quite x) pwa ha ha, Teru's so awesome though <3
Muse: semi-high[/blockquote]

[KATSURAGI TERU]

[atrb=border,0,true][bg=e9e9e9] ❚ the ruse, the riot, & the infidelity. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Teru slipped out of the store before he could hear another word flying out of her mouth. He wasn't sure if he was going to keep on smiling while listening to this girl ricochet insults like plane crazy. Even as he left he could hear her mouthing him off with, interesting names he had to admit, but Teru wasn't going to stay long for this crap. He was going to go home, break open his Calpis, and relax. Letting someone mar his Sunday was like pushing a bride in her white gown into a puddle of mud on her wedding day. Metaphors aside, he could faintly feel that he was still in hot pursuit of her verbal abuse, but his mind drifted off-topic when he spied a coffee shop on the side of the road. A grocery list flashed in his mind and began to arrange several entries when a particular, brusque voice jarred him back on track. He glanced down and spied the brunette hot on his heels, demanding an apology as if she was the Queen of England herself. 'Go die in a ditch, woman.' He thought with a subtle crease of a frown forming over his forehead, but nevertheless he stopped in the middle of his promenade, and turned to face her. "Hmm, let's see..." He ran his index over the ridge of his chin, rubbing it thoughtfully in manner. Was he actually going to apologize to this kid? Well, his good conscience told him to kick some reality into the girl, seeing as her bad attitude wasn't really going to get her anywhere in life (or more like it was going to be a retrograde progress rather than a normal one), but he didn't feel up to the job. Still, he supposed he should apologize, but what were the chances of her apologizing back like some good citizen should? Oh, he should have known that 'good' wasn't a great descriptive word to use. Not with his first impression of her, anyway. Citizen? Let's toss that out into the garbage bin as well. While he was slowly degrading her status of a Japanese citizen into something less than human in his mind, she snapped at him again, oppressively trampling an answer out of him. Or, at least, the apology that would probably debilitate him of his pride. A shame, really. "Okay. How 'bout you apologize to me about all the nasty little things you've said, and I'll apologize for knocking you down on your rump? Deal? Or no deal? 'Cause I'm plenty fine with the last option." Teru replied with a smirk, slinging his bag of purchases over his shoulders. If she was just as prideful as he was, then they'd just walk away from this without ever seeing each other's ugly mugs again. Apologizing is okay too, but he was pretty sure she wasn't going to go with the flow on that one. It seemed pretty advantageous to Teru at the moment, but he was gambling the chances that she might just stalk him for the sole purpose of harassment. Like she wasn't already trailing him like a bloodhound out of spite. Teru honestly wasn't sure if it was just in her personality to make people wriggle or she just liked confrontations. He had a hunch that this wasn't going to turn out as what he had imagined in his mind, though those kind of hunches never really bothered him before. TAGGED kasugazaki kairi, open • STATUS complete • WORDS 572 MUSIC tell me goodbye by big bang • NOTES ack! late post, and low muse. ;-; THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY STORM of FOREVER 'N EVER!

[KASUGAZAKI KAIRI]

L O O K . A T . M E . L I K E . . .

Her eyebrow still raised despite her expressionless face, Kairi let out a sigh upon hearing Teru's words, "Hard to believe a chunk of meat this big can be so childish." she said in her usual monotone, "Why repeat my request? You a parrot or a two year old learning how to talk?"

Shaking her head as if this was all very troublesome - and it most likely was for both of them anyway - Kairi's vision dropped back down to her own eye level. Her hand dug into the plastic bag and she pulled out a biscuit then began to munch on it. "Alright then, if you're too immature to play the role of an adult here."

Kairi finished the rest of her biscuit and rid of the crumbs on her fingers as she took a step back. What a persistent guy - not that Kairi herself wasn't but that wasn't really the point - unwilling to say sorry till she did.

She just couldn't understand how normal people's minds worked, since she rarely socialized with anyone due to eleven years of home-schooling. And even after going to university for two years and was now attending graduate school, Kairi still couldn't grasp the whole socializing business. She was, after all, a hacker who was more used to interacting with laptops and technology.

But, contrasting to popular belief, Kairi wasn't a stubborn or mean-spirited girl. It was only curiosity towards people's reactions that led her to doing and saying things the way she did. She was like an alien trying to learn about the human race, really, and that in a metaphorical sense was exactly what the eighteen year old was.

Her gaze never faltering, Kairi gave Teru a slow and deep, ninety degree bow. "I tend not to understand sensitive and serious people, so I apologize for having offended you. Forgive me if you wanna but it doesn't bother me even if you don't." she said, unaware and apathetic, anyway, towards the phrasing of her apology.

She straightened her back robotically and, still staring straight ahead, blinked once, "Now, buddy, is there anything else you need before I get my fill of 'sorry's?" she asked, glancing up to Teru, looking ever so bored and nonchalant, "Maybe a pacifier to suck on? Or would you rather have some ice cream? Oneechan'll get one for you if you want - does vanilla sound good?"

M A Y B E . I ' M . A N . A N G E L
U N D E R N E A T H !

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Word Count: 396
Tagged: Teru
Notes: geh, a tad shorter than I expected - sorry! :T
Muse: bleh[/blockquote]