That which is known as Destiny [Shingo]

[Shiroki Akira]

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[atrb=style, background: #F7D8C1; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 393939]It was beautiful. Akira loved cherry blossoms, it made spring his favorite time of year. What made it better, was that Shigayomi held a spring festival every year, celebrating the blooming of these beautiful flowers. Akira bought some fried dumplings to eat as he walked through the festival. They were delicious. He loved festival food. It probably wasn't very good for him, but he could care less. He was rocking his head to some music, switching between eating his dumplings and looking at the cherry blossoms. When he got up this morning, he hadn't even planned on going to the festival. He was originally just going to stay for most of the day, but then he saw the oddest thing. A blue butterfly, it was odd, something he had never seen before. Its not that blue butterflies weren't common, but this one… it was different, and it seemed as if it was drawing Akira to it. Akira quickly pulled on his shoes and ran out the door, and down the stairs to catch it. There it was, like it was waiting for him. It was beautiful. Just looking ad it made him feel at ease, like nothing in the world could hurt him. Then it left. It began flying away, and as soon as Akira was out of its range, he felt cold. he had to follow it. Such a radiant butterfly was worth following, indeed. He chased the butterfly into town, to the Western Shopping District. that was where he lost it. 'Where did it go?' However, the butterfly was soon sent to the back of his thoughts, because what was in front of him was very enticing. He had forgotten that this week was the Spring Festival. He figured he should enjoy it, since he was there. That brings us back to where we started. Akira had just finished his dumplings when he saw it, the blue butterfly. He began running towards it, not looking anywhere but straight at it. This became a complication though, because he soon found himself in front of the butterfly, but on the ground, under someone. "Sorry," he said from the ground. This was embarrassing. [/style]

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[Takahiro Shingo]

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[atrb=style, width:450px, bTable][atrb=valign,top][style=line-height:13px; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding-left:8px;] His eyes remained fixated on the skies ahead of him. I was later in his day, as the festival seemed to be going on its business, the cast and crew were now separated into their respected groups, as Shingo decided to take himself on a comfortable evening stroll. For some strange reason, he went about separating himself from the group at this hour of the day. Upon these notions he decided that the test of courage for them was to now do it themselves, without the man of the hour introducing them to everyone. It was his time, after so long with worrying about everyone else, he know for once in the day had himself as the focus, no longer acting as a pseudo jester entertaining everyone. Upon this thought the music in his head seemed to be as wild as his thoughts. jazz wasn't something he listened to quite often, though neither was classical, but when his brain waves seemed to be emitting a strange overcapacity, it was an appropriate time to. The world tended to make more sense when he could drown everything out in noise. He could never seem to come across an answer. His desires were pretty emptied, and his sense of security lacked due to the eloping of his mother and father. He never had time to think about much anything well at least that had something to do with himself. Walking ahead thinking about others, and never minding his own step. A lot of the time it would seem like he was ignoring himself. He was doing it just to avoid the directionless, and misguided fool he was. He had no idea where to go, or even where he was going in life. It seemed now that he and his sister would be stuck here. Granted he was looking at universities, but what did that have to do with him. He was always searching for something but he had no idea what he was searching for. He lacked an overall purpose. There was a slight sense of depression now, which would then turn into contemplation, and lastly confusion. One would think upon contemplation they would find resolution, though he was not content. He could not seem to make sense out of the world before him. Then he thought about his fathers text...don't forget. what did it mean, and where would these words take him. How was he to forget about who he is? If he didn't even know himself. What was the destiny which lied before him, would he have to take control, or was he just another person along for the ride? Then, his eyes caught an azure light. At first it was a glimpse, and suddenly, he was compelled to look above. A brilliant azure butterfly passed above his head. It was almost like, he had an idea now. Though what was it, what was he to understand? What was this telling him. To follow? Or just watch? And suddenly he felt a bump. Looking down there was the figure, of another young male. Seemingly close to his age. "gah..." he lost ihs balance for a bit then caught himself. Looking down he replied "No no it's fine I was distracted too." Pointing at the butterfly he thought was behind him "Wha where did it go? haha! I'm Takahiro Shingo a second year...nice to meet you?" It was almost like he had met this person before, a long time ago. Though in truth he had naught to do with him, up until this point. [/style]

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[Shiroki Akira]

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[atrb=style, background: #F7D8C1; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 393939]Akira watched as the butterfly flew away. He was tempted to just jump up and start chasing it, but the boy that he had just run into had introduced himself. Akira didn't want to be rude. He stood back up and brushed off his pants. "Uh, hi," Akira turned his head to look at the young man, and he suddenly had this odd sensation. It was like Deja Vu. Had he met him before? It almost felt as though the butterfly may have led him here just for this reason, but Akira doubted such a thing was possible, especially for a butterfly. But… it did seem as if it was glowing, and he had almost felt like he had seen such a butterfly some time before then. Or maybe he was just hallucinating that, or it was a dream or something. In any case, Akira really didn't see any reason to worry about it at this moment. "I'm Shiroki Akira, a third year," he introduced himself with a smile. He bowed a bit, "sorry again, I was trying to catch up to that blue butterfly and wasn't really watching where I was going." Akira thought for a moment. His name had sounded familiar. What was it that he said his name was? Takahiro, right? "You're in student council right?" Akira asked, hoping he remembered that right. He typically had a very good memory. At the moment though, he had been a bit distracted, his thoughts still not coherent after his encounter with that butterfly. He wasn't due what it was about it that had him all shaken up, but hopefully his mind would clear up soon. "It's nice to meet you Taka-kun," Akira smiled. "So have you been having a good time at the spring festival?" He asked the boy. It was odd. Akira never asked people questions, he typical avoided conversation altogether. But this seemed different somehow, like he was already comfortable with the the boy in front of him. "I always love this time of year," he said smiling, "I think the cherry blossoms are beautiful." Akira smiled a bit. This was turning into an interesting day indeed. [/style]

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[Takahiro Shingo]

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[atrb=style, width:450px, bTable][atrb=valign,top][style=line-height:13px; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding-left:8px;] He had a strange air about him, there was just no telling what it was. He had encountered many people on this island. This person was almost like staring into a mirror. It was almost as if coincidence had conscious, dropping his head slightly he could take in the words of the new fellow. Shiroki Akira, he was a decent fellow, at least it would seem so. There was a bit of an awkward moment when the boy made his way. It almost made Shingo want to laugh, like an old joke between friends. He raised his eye brow. He was a third year, he had recognized him from time to time, though it was like they had never spoken a day in their life. Kept separate before this very moment. Aiding the boy in standing up he had fixed to speak though was interrupted "Yeah I am the second year rep...it's kind of fun." He didn't seem as if he was going to speak highly of it at all. "Yeah, it was odd...I've never seen anything like it, I guess we are just two lucky guys." He looked up signalling where he had last seen the butterfly, though it was gone. But it still remained on his mind. It sure as hell brought this strange character to him. "ahha just call me Shingo." He laughed "Just because I'm student council doesn't mean I'm much for formalities....I like to keep it simple." He kept a warm and inviting smile after addressing himself. What was it about him? He was having a bit of a mental impasse though what did he notice in this man. Why as he so familiar, why at in an instant someone he never spoken too, or never known to speak would even utter words to him. He was warming up to him quickly. It was almost as if he ran into Kai or Genji, there was something he liked about him, he was intrigued. "Yeah I tend to enjoy myself though, needed a breather...Trying not to get caught up in people watching, it seems creepy when you are by yourself." He laughed at his own statement. Listening to his comment on the blossoms, it seemed he couldn't have put it better himself. "Yeah they are rather beautiful this time of year. So I saw the other day you read a lot of Jung...not a lot of people are interested in him anymore, I guess it's nice to see a fellow in appreciation." Looking towards the stands and such he raised his eyebrow. "Well seeing as we both lack any company, want to venture with me?" He siad nodding his head towards the stands, tables and benches. [/style]

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