<a class="postlink" href="http://dragonelegy.files.wordpress.com/2013/04/amnesia-ukyo.jpg">[ img ]</a><a class="postlink" href="http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/34400000/Ukyo-Game-amnesia-E3-82-A2-E3-83-A0-E3-83-8D-E3-82-B7-E3-82-A2-34474450-480-272.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Dyeske   Age: 23<br/><br/>Sweat dripped along the masculine jaw line as wafts of hair flowed about as his body shifted, dodging, ducking, and attacking the opposite attacker of the spar. His long hair swirled in its own form of a fight while the sleeves of his kimono hung armlessly at his hips held on by a tight obi and his hakamas. Girls swooned and cheered â€œNo one can beat him! Just watch those moves!â€ as they watched the top ranked kindo student. His green metallic eyes flashed and he ended the spar with a sudden jab of the hilt into his opponents gut. Standing straight he sighed while his hair fell back into silky long strands going down his back and shoulders. He turned and began to walk away without a word and without helping the guy back to his feet. He had no need to do such a bell on his left ear jingled lightly from its hoop as he passed the complaining girls catching comments on why he had to be gay and it isnâ€™t fair to anyone but the guys.<br/><br/>He smirked as he left the dojo and stretched letting his bamboo blade slide into the loop of the obi he had purposely made there. On either side of him his body guards walked just slightly behind him as the five of them made their way back to Dyeskeâ€™s dorm.<br/><br/>As soon as he enetered the building, his sensitive nose picked up traces of a scent he didnâ€™t knowâ€¦ and it was leading straight to his dorm, â€œwhat the hellâ€¦â€ he whispered under his breath as he approached the door. A key and a turn and the door swung open, his eyes narrowed and he growled under his breath. He turned looking to his guard, â€œWhy the hell is someone in my private quartersâ€¦?â€ he asked with a hiss, one of the guards bowed, â€œWe donâ€™t know Sir, btu we can find out..â€ â€œSee to it Kytoâ€¦â€ Dyeske ordered as he walked into his room, the other three guards stood at the door knowing they werenâ€™t allowed inside unless it was an emergency.  Dyeske allowed the door to slam behind him hoping to get the attention of the one in HIS chair. HE stood shirtless, sweating, and frowning looking at the what he had to admit was a blonde cutie.