(http://i1215.photobucket.com/albums/cc516/ladymikochan/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg) (http://s1215.photobucket.com/user/ladymikochan/media/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg.html)<br/><br/><strong>Name: Mitsu Fukui</strong><br/><strong>Location:In class at the  DWMA</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Maysaki Yasuo</strong><br/><strong>Color: </strong><br/><hr/><br/>She had just been sitting there, trying to get her notes situated when she heard the sound of the legs of the chair next to her being dragged loudly on the ground with a nerve shattering noise.  She winced and just tried to bury herself back in the book and hope her partner didn't do anything else too embarrassing.  Okay she was probably a little too uptight, serious, and grown-up for her own good.  She had occasionally...'alright frequently ' been told  to lighten up, even by her big brother.  He was the only one she would seriously consider listening to.  Maybe she would loosen up and try to have some fun....<br/><br/>Then she overheard what her partner had just said.  She turned bright red and sunk down in her seat.  That was not exactly an appropriate comment.  At least she felt it was inappropriate.  She mumbled something under her breath and pushed her face deep into her text book.  Right now she just wanted to fall right into the book or turn invisible.  She stayed in the book for a few moments before looking up.  She sighed with relief once she saw the other two students seemed to be too busy hitting it off to notice her anymore.  Good.  She was still bright red and would probably remain that hue for a few hours at least.<br/><br/>She finally looked up from her book and at her partner.  It looked like he may have had his headphones in...again.  Although it was hard it tell.  Sometimes it looked he spent just as much time buried under that hoodie as she did buried in her books.  She was about to open her mouth and say something but she settled on sighing and shaking her head.  She didn't say anything because she was not sure what to say.  Yeah...so she had nice looks. And yeah, she did not feel the need to draw any attention to it.  That was not the first time he had said something to that effect. And she never quite knew what it meant.  She could ask...but...<br/><br/><em>"Oh no...can't do that...that's...way too forward!</em><br/><br/>She had just thought that in her head, but she turned a lot redder. And anyone who knew her personality would be able to figure out that she was thinking about something she considered either embarrassing or inappropriate.  What was going to make it worse is that when that thought had crossed her mind, she was looking right over at her partner.  The heat in her face made her realize she was staring.  The blush was already as bright as it was going to get, thank goodness.  About all she could do was avoid making things any more uncomfortable.<br/><br/>Making like she had just forgotten what she was going to say and was embarrassed over that, she coughed a little and continued without really responding to his previous comment.<br/><br/>"You know, you really don't have to get up early with me if you are not going to work out too.  You just kind of of sit there and sulk. I'd like it if  you'd actually join in but...well...if you aren't going to, you shouldn't just sit there looking like you are going to pass out right on your face."<br/><br/>That really did not come out as smoothly as she wanted it.  But it had not sounded confrontational or too forward and that was good.  It also did seem a little out of place to mention that now, but she had been meaning to bring that up sooner or later.  Sometimes she worried they were not syncing up as much as they should.  She took their training and studying very seriously and wanted them to be the best that they could.  A little work out before class together would do them worlds of good.  That is if she could get him to join in once and a while...or even just once.