<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Tumblr_mry8d788ux1sffwheo1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Aika</strong><br/>Aika’s shoes tapped on the pavement as she walked into the setting sun with her new violin in a black case and a school satchel over one shoulder.  Lavender hair and a slightly darker, long skirt rippled in the evening breeze.  The purple eyed girl paused in front of an apartment complex and gave the violin a mournful look, then a quite sigh.  “I don’t think I’m ever going to get a handle on you,” she comented, then pulled her keys out of her satchel and opened the door to the apartment.<br/><br/>Now her shoes clicked on the stairs as she worked her way up three flights to her apartment in the north-east corner of the top floor.  She unlocked the door and threw a switch that sparked on the gass lights.  She walked into her kitchen and sat the violin down on her little table, then the satchel.<br/><br/>Movign through a door into the bedroom, she gave a slow bow of polite greeting to the plush fox sitting between the pillows on the bed.  “I’m home, Kitsune-dono.  How was your day?”<br/><br/>She sat on the foot of the bed and began to unlace her snug sailor blouse, “Mine calls for a long bath.  The scholarship office wants me to learn an instrument.  I was in the practice room for hours today, and I’m getting nothing…”<br/><br/>She opened the blouse, revealing a generous bossom and lacy white bra.<br/>