<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Kirinozawa%20Academy/FuuchouinKazuki31_Av2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Hisoka Yoshimori<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning, after the orientation speeches<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School auditorium, near the class assignment notices<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hibiki Yukimura, Finna Helguson, Kaiya Shimizu, Akira Oshou<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>The pink haired girl insisted she was a boy but to Hisoka it was easier to think of the students in girls clothes as girls, his mind was just more comfotable that way. The girl said her name was Hibiki which was cute and she demonstrated oceans of energy. Her smile lit up the whole room and her little giggle was like a tinkling stream. Hisoka couldn't help but like her at once - her vibrancy was infectious. To Hisoka's surprise she then took both his hands in hers and shook them up and down. Hisoka smiled back but selfconsciously; he was unused to people being this friendly.<br/><br/>Then Hibiki stood on tip-toe and still grasping Hisoka's hands, leaned forwards until her face was only inches away. Hisoka went wide-eyed in surprise. He thought he was about to experience his very first kiss! When Hibiki spoke, her sweet-smelling breath brushed his face.<br/><br/><strong><em>“You know, you’re really pretty Hisoka. Are you part of the trap program too?”</em></strong><br/><br/>His fierce blush from a moment earlier had faded a little but now came spilling back, more intense than before. Hisoka was quite unused to people he'd only just met invading his personal space like this and it was very rare for anyone to call him pretty!<br/><br/>He pulled back a little, making some space between their faces. Their lips were just too close for comfort.<br/><br/><strong>"Ahh! A-Arigato Hibiki-san! It's very nice of you to say. I-I don't get told that much. Um, if ever, I think."</strong>Hisoka stammered out the first thing that came into his head and was afraid he'd sounded ungrateful or just downright boring. He was also very conscious that his voice was entirely that of a girl. When he had reached puberty it had never broken and many people had reminded him (some in horrible and abusive ways) that he had the soft voice of a girl.<br/><br/><strong>"T-Trap program? No. No I'm not, at least no-one has said anything. I-I didn't know there was one! Do you wear girls clothes all the time? I mean, even in town? Don't people say things?"</strong><br/><br/>Before Hibiki could answer and while she was still clutching his hands, the girl with the flame-red hair spoke.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Really pretty!"</em></strong>she declared enthusiastically.<strong><em>"We'll have to see about getting you into a kimono. Oh, and yes, I guess I'm a boy. Third year. If you want to join, you'll be more than welcome."</em></strong><br/><br/>Hisoka couldn't blush a deeper red, though it felt like his skin was trying to. Everyone was being so nice. It was a little unnerving.<br/><br/><strong>"Arigato!"</strong>he said again, giving the redhead a bow. This girl had an accent but he couldn't place it, and her features were a little sharper. Hisoka guessed she had a Japanese parent and a foreign one but he was too polite to say anything. He thought the mixed parentage might include a European but he wasn't going to go there.<br/><br/>The girl said her name was Finna which was a very curious name and obviously not Japanese. When he found out she was a third-year Hisoka tried a deeper bow which was tricky with the limpet-like hands of Hibiki clasping his. He had to attempt to turn sideways a bit and he felt it was all rather awkward but still disarmingly nice.<br/><br/><strong>"Arigato, Finna-senpai! I'm very pleased to meet you."</strong>These people were all using first names straight away which he was quite unused to. He'd always known the friends he'd had in his middle school as "family-name-san" or "family-name-kun" at the very best. This new closeness was making his head spin. The pink-haired Hibiki kept clutching on as well, bouncing about like a half-crazed kitten.<br/><br/><strong>"Kimono? Me dress up? That would be... ano..."</strong>Hisoka didn't have time to finish before an older boy joined the group. It was obvious straight away that he knew Finna-san and the pair exchanged the kind of comfortable casual greeting only old friends do.<br/><br/>Finna stuck her tongue out at the new arrival and at last grabbed the smaller pink-haired girl, clutching her against herself and freeing up Hisoka from the pink kitty attack.<br/><br/>The grey-haired boy with the eye patch spoke.<br/><br/><strong><em>"So I'm guessing you guys are new recruits eh? Well I can already tell you'll both be popular around here, welcome aboard. The name's Akira by the way, Akira Oshou, though most everyone just calls me AJ. Things might seem a bit strange here at first, but don't sweat it too much, and if you need help with anything don't hesitate to come and ask me. Heh, you're probably gonna hear that line a lot actually, but I guess I wouldn't be a good senpai if I didn't offer my assistance."</em></strong><br/><br/>Hisoka was fast beginning to drown in all this unexpected bonhommie. He felt more than a little out of place.<br/><br/><strong>"Konnichiwa, Oshou-senpai,"</strong>he said, now that he'd been untangled from Hibiki, this time with a proper bow.<strong>"I'm pleased to meet you. I am Yoshimori Hisoka. It's my first day here. I hope you'll take care of me."</strong><br/><br/>There was a third girl who introduced herself as Kaiya Shimizu and Hisoka greeted her as well.<br/><br/>This whole morning was getting to be too much. Hisoka felt like he needed to sit down in a quiet room with his year councillor or something and try to get his head around all this.