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Akira entered his room and opened his closet. He looked around for his tux that he always kept in there, but he couldn't find it. "Huh? Where is it? I know I put it in here somewhere." he said as he started throwing clothes over his head onto his bed. After he had gone through his whole closet Akira figured that he couldn't find his tux, so he decided to improvise. He took a white t-shirt and put it on, he then put on a black button up shirt, that looked almost like a tuxedo jacket. He buttoned it up to his stomach and then left it there. He then put on some black jeans, that looked almost like slacks, finally he put on his black sneakers. He then walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. For something that he quickly put together, he pulled it off nicely. He then walked over to his closet again and took out a black tie and put it on.

Akira then exited his room and walked outside and took a rose. He cut the bottom off and put it in his chest pocket. He tapped his pant leg pocket and felt the box with the corsage in it and walked over to Shizue's dorm room, with a smile on his face.

Akira finally made his way to Shizue's dorm room. He made sure everything was fine and ready. He then knocked on the door and waited for a response.

Tori smiled faintly before going over to her dresser and grabbing a pair of plastic gloves off the table. It may have seemed strange that she had latex gloves sitting on top of her dresser but if one could see in her drawers they would notice a box of black hair dye. The lavender haired teen had been contemplating a new look but had been too cowardly to do it. 'Well, at least the gloves will come in handy while I help Mimi out,' she thought as she motioned for Mimi to come over to her.

"First, you'll definitely want to get the dress on, ne?" Tori said, her mood improving almost instantly.The best way for Tori to deal with any problem was to completely ignore it until she was ready to come to terms with it. It seemed rather cold but that was how she was. She was never known for being an overly caring person, after all. "And as for Touya, he will just have to cope, right? Plus, I promised Kiyoshi I'd go to the dance... so I won't skip out and leave you stuck with Touya."



Touya stood in front of the full length mirror that was in his dorm room and looked himself over. The young man was dressed in an elegaant all black suit. His purple-black hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail instead of left unruly and in his face like always.

"Perfect," he said when he was finished inspecting his outfit.

He turned away from the mirror and sauntered over to his bed. Lying on it was a small corsage that he had picked up for Tori. It consisted of several white flowers, including a rose, and several blue ones as accents. Touya himself had no idea what any of the flowers were, save the rose, but he knew that white was the colour that sympolized purity and innocence. That fact alone had spurred his decision to purchase that specific corsage.

'What girl doesn't like to be viewed as innocent and angelic?' he thought as he picked up the corsage carefully. He could not wait to see his date wear it.

[x.x Sorry for my late reply.]

Shizue jumped, closing her book quickly. "Coming!" Quickly putting it back on the shelf, the female strode to the door and opened it, her face slightly flushed. "Sorry! I was spacing out, I guess." She nervously ran her hand through her hair, laughing. "So, ready?"

What am I doing? Mimi couldn’t help but think as Tori helped her get ready for the dance. She had insisted on making her style of dress fairly simple and absolutely refused to wear the costly dress that had been designed for Tori. That way, Tori herself would still have time to prepare and would still be properly attired.

In fact, most of their harried preparation consisted of Mimi standing in front of the mirror, pinning and re-pinning her hair before asking Tori (who was busy preparing herself as well) her opinion on the style. Then, of course, the torment began all over again when it was determined every time that a few hairs were just “not quite right”. After a grueling duel with a hair curler and several cans of hairspray, an elegant chignon was attained.

Her dark hair was a mass of curls, interspersed with delicate white flowers she had dashed off to pluck from the mass growing in the school’s gardens. It was contained at the base of her neck in a delicate fan, spreading out in growing curls from the center point. Over all, the change was quite remarkable.

She dashed back to her dorm room (after promising Tori that she would return to submit to her expert make-up artistry), and spent a vast amount of time riffling through her drawers, attempting to find something suitable to wear. Finally, she settled on a simple, but flattering white gown.

The dress itself had no adornment, one strap fell over her shoulder, leading to a scooped neckline that left the other arm other bare. The dress fell in a straight line to her calves where the plain material was interrupted by a series of waves, making the hem seem longer on one side than the other. She spun about, eyeing herself critically in the mirror before nodding her head and dashing back to Tori’s dorm room. It would have to do.

"You're welcome." he said as he smiled at her and recieved the hug. "Shall we go to the dance now ma'dam?" he asked as he held out his arm.

"Well, you already know my name. My nickname is Hercules. Don't ask me why, because even I don't know. I went to the same elementary as Kiyoshi and Touya. I think it was called Minor God Academy. I'm kinda clueless when it comes to love. I'm a jock, but mostly with football and baseball, but I'm sure you can tell, I'm not like other jocks. And I like to also help people with their problems, but can't seem to fix my own. I also like to treat people nice, especially people I like." he said as he thought all about this. "Tell me about your self." Akira said with a smile on his face.