Close up your books (Ryosuke~)

[Satonaka Mari]

Mari adjusted the strap of her bag with one hand as she pushed open the library door with the other. As much as she loved her family, sometimes it done her a little good to get out of the house for a while in order to focus on schoolwork. Her little sister and little brother were quite…boisterous sometimes. Add in about a dozen pets to that, and you had the Satonaka household. Also, libraries tended to have this kind of magic power that helped her to concentrate, and always found she got more done quicker at the library than she ever did at home.

She wasn’t one to read a lot, if she was being honest. She preferred being active and actually doing things rather than sitting and reading a book, but that wasn’t to say that she didn’t like to read. She had countless manga volumes and fiction novels on the shelves in her room at home, and she did like to browse the library for an interesting book or two whenever she was there, even if she was originally there to do schoolwork.

There was some English and Maths work that she wanted to get done today…and perhaps make a decent start on the History paper that was due in the following week. In any case, there was very little English and Maths that she had left to do, so she wasn’t worried about that being too time-consuming.

Walking over to one of the tables nearest the History section, she set down her bag and the notebook she carried under her arm. Sitting down, she pulled out her maths book and got to work finishing the equations she had left to do. Her grades were good, she guessed - she was far from failing every class, at least. She got good grades in Maths and English, and got decent grades in History. The only class that she would say she excelled in would be Music.

…But Music wasn’t about to help her right now. About halfway through the work though, she ended pulling her iPod out of her bag and putting her earphones in. She hummed quietly to herself as she worked, her face covered with an expression of slight concentration. A smile lit her face as she finished off the last equation and set her maths book aside.

The English work didn’t take all that long either, perhaps only half an hour. Setting that aside, she decided to get up and go take a look at the history books. Standing up, she made her way over to the shelves to start looking for what she needed. She mouthed the words of each song that played into her ears as she continued to browse. Alice Nine, THE KIDDIE, and Hamasaki Ayumi songs all played, one after the other.

Running her fingertips along the spines of the books, she skimmed the titles as she went. Removing her hand from the books after only finding one she could use, she went to turn into another row of shelves, when she collided straight into someone just coming out of that row. She nearly dropped the book she was carrying, but managed to catch it before it fell further than her waist. “Oh, I’m sorry!” she said, before she looked up at the face of who she had bumped into and realized it was someone she knew.



((ooc - crap post is crap. I’m sorry D:
hmm, it seems that Mari keeps bumping into the yankee boys by…well, literally bumping into them haha. Her outfit is here~ I’m so looking forward to this! XD))

[Tsukimori Ryosuke]

Outfit + Hairstyle here!

ooc: I'm looking forward to this too! ^0^/ I LUURRVVV Mari's outfit! CRRRAAAPPPPYYYY POST! >0<

Ryosuke's last visit to the library had been.....enjoyable, to say the least. He'd spent the last few hours of the afternoon there with one of his fellow Yankees, not quite doing the studying he'd come to do as much as joking around about immature nonsense. But then again, Kiyama had been pulling his "mystery enigma" scene, so of course Ryosuke hadn't been able to take it seriously.

And he'd paid the price for it. With his school grades in Science.

Now he was on his way to the library once more, though he was really hoping he didn't have another collision with one of his Yankee friends. He tended to set aside his work for later when friends were around, and if it was a Yankee friend...well, needless to say, he typically ended up having a lot more fun over actually doing work. Besides, he was more keen to avoid friends or acquaintances today anyway. He'd chosen a nice enough outfit, but he hadn't done his hair in its usual style, just left it flat, and that was kind of embarrassing in and of itself. He hated the way it looked like that.

Ryosuke had a lot to do today, actually, and he was already panicking. Math homework, English homework--he liked this subject a lot, he just failed at wanting to do the "busy work" so much as just using it in practice--, along with the History homework he'd been putting off for the past week or so. He tended to do this to himself, get himself in the situation where his work, all of it, was left to do last minute. It often made him want to tear his hair out and probably aged him beyond his soon-to-be 18 years, but he did it anyway. That was just who he was. A born procrastinator.

Hey, at least I'm making an effort at all, he thought, as he stepped into the small town library.

He avoided exchanging glances with the librarians, who--he'd come to decide after his last encounter with them--were little more than elderly Yankee-hating perverts, and made his way directly for the back of the library, where he'd sat last time to do his studies. The place was thankfully rather empty today. No students for him to have to scare away or boot out.

Good. He didn't feel like having to be a jerk today. He just wanted to catch up with his work so he didn't get booted off the Tumbling Team. But geez.....spending his weekend here. That was something new for him, wasn't it?

Ryosuke tossed his schoolbag onto one of the empty desk tables and dumped his schoolbooks out. Just at the sight of them alone, he felt lost. He had so much work ahead of him, he wondered if he'd even end up sleeping that night.

"Well..." he murmured to himself, lifting one of the heaviest books--a History textbook--and setting it down in front of one of the chairs. He sat. "...I better get started."

And yet, he'd only started browsing through the first page of over 50 required pages of reading, when he heard it. Music.

Not...distinct music. Sort of muffled, as though someone was covering a speaker, or maybe listening to the music from really nonabsorbent headphones.

Ryosuke looked up, glanced around the area.

The music was so loud, whoever was listening to it, he was sure, had to be deaf. He still hadn't even found the source of the music itself from his immediate surroundings, so if he could hear the music from here....

The Yankee hesitated, drumming his pencil against the desktop, before finally pushing himself to his feet and moving in the direction he was sure the sound was coming from. One of the aisles for the History books.

He didn't intend to cause any problems and bully anyone--he really didn't want to do anything like that, despite what the librarians and others might believe--but he did want to let whoever was blasting their music know that some people were trying to study, and it wasn't all that fair for them to be.....

THUNK!

Ryosuke had just been rounding a corner of one of the aisles in the History Book section, when he bumped into someone else coming from the same direction.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” came the person's voice--it was cute, sweet--and then something went tumbling from her hand.

Ryosuke instinctively reached out to catch the falling book--it was pretty heavy-looking, if it hit either of their feet, they'd probably been in pain for a while--but the girl he'd collided with beat him to it. Ryosuke raised an eyebrow.

"Uhhh, nice catch."

Then he recognized her.

The sweet, round face, the pretty, big eyes, the overall cheerful, good-natured demeanor....

"Mari-chan...." Ryosuke's face lit up. His classmate was looking as cute as ever, a pair of headphones jammed in her ears, music spouting loudly from the headset.......Music! Ryosuke's eyes widened.

"Ahh! So you're...you're the one with the really loud iPod, huh?" He grinned. "Well....that's okay then. What are you doing here?"

[Satonaka Mari]

Mari smiled as she recognised who it was she had bumped into. She hadn’t expected to bump into anyone she knew, but that didn’t mean that she was any less pleased to see the tall blond. Although, she thought to herself, that she would have to watch where she was going more, because Ryosuke wasn’t the first yankee that she had, literally, ran into.

She wasn’t sure exactly where her mind wandered off to sometimes, and it made for her being a little clumsy. Although, some of the only times she made mistakes during club practice was when she had something on her mind. That wasn’t really the case right now, however, so she didn’t have anything to blame it on except her own clumsiness. Perhaps she should be more careful when turning corners…

“Uhhh, nice catch,” he said, before recognition seemed to cross his face. “Mari-chan…” Mari smiled even more brightly. She hadn’t spoken to Ryosuke a lot, but she knew him enough to know that he was a nice person. She remembered well how her friends had been rather shocked at her just going up and speaking to the Yankees when she first started at the school in April. She could understand why some people would be scared, but at the same time she didn’t see any of them as ‘scary’ or ‘dangerous’.

“Ahh! So you’re…you’re the one with the really loud iPod, huh? Well…that’s okay then. What are you doing here?” Ryosuke said, and Mari’s cheeks flushed a little at the mention of her music, and she pulled the one earpiece still remaining in her ear out, the other having fallen out of her other ear when she had bumped into Ryosuke. She hit the pause button on her iPod so the music would stop playing. “Ah, you could hear that?” she said, twisting the headphone wire around the index finger of her left hand.

Her smile had turned a little sheepish by this point. “I’m catching up on schoolwork, studying… Not very fun stuff,” she said, answering his question. Regardless, however, that smile was still on her face. It was practically a permanent feature on her face, so it was clearly obvious when something was bothering her or she was upset; that smile would be absent, and any attempt of hers at smiling would fail. “What about you? The same reason?”



((ooc - it’s kinda short and it fails… I’m sorry D:))