I’m sorry for my absence in the past two? months… I moved quite some time ago and only got my internet this week! I didn’t think to tell you guys until my computer was packed away in a box, so once again I apologize for the inconvience I must have caused. I hope you will allow me to rejoin your fantastic roleplay, as I have missed you all dearly and hope you missed me too!
umehitonekozawa started following you
“Uh..oh! Hello Nekozawa-senpai. How are you?”
Fufufu…Hello, my sweet… -creeps closer- I am… well… and you?
I’ve been really busy lately, looking for an apartment and a job!
Yesterday I put a deposit down on a lovely 2 bedroom so now all I need is the job and a roomate for it… and of course now I need to go find some way to furnish the whole thing. o_o And Thursday I have my lasik eye surgery.
Apologizes to everyone who is rping with me- I have a lot on my plate right now so if I’m rping with ya feel free to put the link if you want to continue.
XOXO!
“Ah, but don’t you think people should not shun it before they try? That’s what I’m trying to say. There are bound to be people who don’t know they have a hidden interest in the dark arts. Sure they’ll follow you because of their looks, but a fraction of those people may start to like it as well.” He then took another sip of his tea.
“Trust me. I never liked the idea of the Host Club. But it turned out to be more fun than I thought. The words I’m saying now might be the words she might say in the future, but rather, about the Black Magic club.” He took his final sip of tea before refilling his cup.
‘Hah. This atmosphere. It almost feels so… business like.’ He thought. ‘Well, it’s good to get to know Nekozawa-senpai better. Who knew he had someone on his mind? This is my chance to trick him into telling me!’ He put up an ‘I’m plotting something’ face. Which, fortunately, was not seen due to the darkness.
”It seems wrong somehow…” Nekozawa knew he was just searching for excuses at the point. He had been wearing his wig and cloak for such a long time, and he couldn’t imagine life without them. Besides the crippling fear of light, he knew people looked and treated him differently when he was out of his costume… despite all the jeers and torment he recieved in the rediculous outfit, the few friends he did have were precious, because they liked the way he was even without the good looks. “She already likes horror, and scary things…” Nekozawa looked down shyly, “I don’t want her to like me because she thinks I’m handsome…” His voice got quieter. “Besides, she likes someone else.”
“I thought you’d say that.” Hikaru took another sip of his tea. He didn’t mind the fact that the person he was having tea with was an occult fanatic.
“You know. If you want to have more disciples following you, I really think you should at least ditch the wig. I mean, blonde really brings out your handsomeness. You’ll get more followers from your looks alone.” He took another sip.
“Maybe she would even join your club.” He emphasized on the she, then took another sip of the tea.
Using a napkin nearby to clean off his wet fingers, he looked to Hikaru with a blush. Nekozawa had never thought of himself as very handsome- his hair was too bright, his eyes too blue… Tamaki had the confidence and ego to boast such a rediculous look- but him? Never.
Taking a dainty sip of his tea, he nearly spit it out as Hikaru finished with his last sentence, choking on the liquid and as he fumbled for a reply. “B-but she..!” His face was red, “I-It’s not like that! We..we’re just friends!” He looked away “B-besides… I don’t want people to join my club because they like the way I look… they should join because they are interested in the dark arts…” A pause. “Expecially her…”
“So, Nekozawa-senpai.” Hikaru was about to pour his own tea, when he remembered that is was good manners to pour the others tea, while the other returns the favor. But being Hikaru the way he is, he poured his own tea anyway.
“Isn’t it a bit too hot to be wearing that coat? It’s black. Black attracts heat, you know, so why not a brighter different shade? One that actually reflects light?” He then sipped from his tea.
“Ah…” Nekowaza hovered at Hikaru’s elbow as the other sat, about to reach to pour the boy his tea when he poured it himself. Nodding mutely, he slid onto his own stool and retrieved the teacup that was in front of the anatomy doll for himself. “I’m a worshiper of the dark lord…” he mumbled, “I should wear dark clothing…” Pouring his own hot tea, he hissed as a few drops spilled onto his fingers.
“Oh, Nekozawa-senpai. It’s you.” Hikaru said glancing behind his shoulder.
“Well, it’s good to have tea once in a while, so sure.” He said, entering the really dark science lab. ‘This better be a good idea.’ He thought, starting to doubt if whether it was a good idea or not.
Nekozawa was always pleasantly surprised to find someone who wasn’t scared of him. These select few, he tended to cling to dispite how they treated him. He supposed this was why he had asked Hikaru Hitachiin to tea, despite the fact that he and his brother regularly tormented him. Still, it was better then being alone.
Ushering Hikaru inside, he closed the door after the twin and gently steered the younger boy towards one of the lab’s counters. It was decorated with lit candles and in the middle was a hot plate with a tea kettle on top. There were two tea cups- one in front of an empty stool and the other was put off to the side in front of a standing anatomy doll who, up until this very moment, had been his only company other than Belzeneff.
Hikaru just kept wandering the school aimlessly. He had nothing to do at all. He was really bored.
”H-H-Hikaru-channnn…” Nekozawa’s voice drifted from the dark room he was in, one eye peeking out into the hallway where the twin was walking. It was good to see a familiar face in these times of lonely summer days, where most were outside. After a few failed attempts to enjoy the weather, the boy had confined himself to one of the abandoned science rooms whose blinds were ideal for his condition. “Hikaru-chaaaaan…” He rasped once again, arm snaking out to catch the other boy’s shoulder as he passed, “Won’t you have tea with me?”
Great! Now all we have to do it sit back and wait my Dark Lord!
Indeed! We shall, my dark… princess…? .___.;
If it’s all about the cape then couldn’t you take it off?
”Ah, but if I take off my cloak, the light will kill me…”
Light and heat… Hmmm… I’ll be right back…
-runs to go get a light cloak and comes back quickly-
What if you put this on?
Nekowaza eyed the cloak and shook his head sadly. “The fabric needs to be dense so the light doesn’t come in… also…” He reached out to finger the embroidery. “It has flowers….” <///<;;;;;;
