<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=13066.msg544377#msg544377">Quote from: AstraKiseki on 10-03-2008, 05:11:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The small girl rolls her eyes at seeing her brother's 'fans.'  She really didn't understand why they all swooned over him.  He was a mess at home, he smoked (away from Ichigo, due to her sickness), he was crude, and a royal pain in the ass.  So Sanro was handsome?  Big deal, she had lived for four years with him, the novelty had worn off well before she had gotten hormones, and it had jaded her around plainer, immature boys.   Why couldn't they just do what they claimed or bragged about doing?<br/><br/>The comment about a ride makes Ichigo's face redden and her blood run cold and she gives a ice-cold glare at the girls.   Sanro was her brother, how could they think that?  A little voice snidely reminded her that Sanro and Nisen were Dolls, with no relation to her beyond being created by her mother.  Shaking her head, she adjusts the protective jacket and zips it up, snuggling into the warmth of it with a smile.  As she puts the strawberry red helmet on, she asks, "Someone else went missing, big brother?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He puts on his own dead black helmet and then starts the bike without answering.  He doesn't want to alarm anyone and so he rides out a fair ways out from the school before replying, "Yeah, Ichi-nee-chan, one of the teachers this time, and in the middle of the day.  Noriko-ch...-Sensei."<br/><br/>The 5' 10" Doll turns down a major street in the middle of Tokyo, skirting the Roppongi district before turning down the small road that leads to the Kimekomi residence.<br/>