:.☼ .: KH: Hight Times At Twilight High (Cont.) :.☼ .:

"Oh.....not...really....heh heh....:D" Angel sometimes wondered how she was able to be so skinny with her lifestyle. It won't save me for long. "Do you?"

 

"Kinda. I like soccer and horse-back riding. That basically it for me, on occasion I enjoy rough-housing with friends." Kasha said to Angel, "I've never actually played on a soccer team though, I just practice kicking and passing with friends sometimes, most of the time my friend in soccer is a wall though." Kasha added.

 

"Soccer.....heh....:D...I used to like soccer...still sort of do...but I kind of got mentally scarred when I got hit in the face with a soccer ball. And it was such a powerful kick too....." Angel closed her eyes and can still remember the sting of the pain from the impact. She remembered her tear ducts already filling up and beginning to cry a little even though she tried not to. "Yeah.....ever since then, I've been kind of cautious around soccer."

 

"Oh?" Kasha asked looking at Angel, she seemed almost afraid of it, "I'm the same way with basketball I always seem to get hit in the face. And always by the strongest player, I don't have the best eye-hand coordination so I just stopped." Kasha said to Angel, they both seemed to have horrible sports stories that involved getting hit in the face.

 

"Ooh....basketball....I never was a good shot....and sometimes whenever someone passed it to me, I would try and catch it and it would clip my middle finger, and that finger would hurt for like weeks." Angel just seemed to have problems with flying projectiles coming at her. Of course she would love to be some awesome catcher, because all the cool people can catch things well. And she....well....she would always spaz when something goes flying her way.

 

"I hate when that happens!" Kasha said leaning back remembering the last time that happened to her. It was painful she remembered not a lot but it was the type of painful that annoyed someone or felt like the worst pain ever. She never had a good shot, if she was lucky she might actually get near her target. She was good at archery however, she didn't really know why but it just was. "Have you ever tried archery?" Kasha asked Angel looking down at her, "I'm pretty good at it despite my hand-eye coordination skills."

 

"Archery......" Angel closed her eyes wistfully. "Never tried it." She remembered times when she felt like she wanted to be good at something. Something requiring accuracy. Something requiring precision. If she could be an ace gunman. Or a dead shot archer. Or an awesome swordfighter.

 

"Oh?" Kasha asked, jumping down and sat down by Angel, "It's cool. I have a bow, re-curve it was like a week's pay for me, two-hundred dollars, I believe. I love it though. My arrows were an extra twenty but I only have like two now, I started to use a tree as target practice and they kind of just snapped in half after a while." She said, "I'm still moving into this place," Kasha said and pointed at the school, "I'm not too sure if I'd be allowed to bring it, one thing is for sure, I'm not selling it." Kasha added and turned back to Angel, "If you want sometime you can try using my bow, I dunno really, I'm getting my other arrows repaired or remade." Kasha said, looking at the sky, she always treated any weaponry she had, at the moment it was only her bow and arrows, like it was a living creature of some sort. Kasha was interested in weaponry a lot despite her dislike of fighting sometimes, she could still imagine her in the Air Force perhaps but had her doubts. She would still probably enjoy ending somewhere else for a life career like a Marine Biologist which was her main focus at the moment.

 

"Hmmm........I think I'll pass.....I might break it....or hurt someone or something....but thank you for the offer." Angel looked at the girl before her. She'll probably do something beneficial to the world later. "Are you accurate and precise with your arrows?"

 

OOC: Carne Asada is not here. She will definitely be eaten whenever she comes back :D.

Either way, I'm taking Demyx ;P.

He had been silently spyi-he meant, looking, at one of his closest friends, talking to another one of his friends, the only girl who had sat on their table once in a while other than Tifa. This was highly interesting, he admitted to himself. He had never pegged Zexion, of all people, to be actively seeking or liking a girl. The only relationship he ever had, as Axel had said once, was with his books, and that was all he needed in life until he died. Of course, Demyx disagreed, as someone needed someone to be there for them one day or soon, and Zexion was no exception. Then again, he didn't know why he was taking Axel seriously in the first place. He was known to be insane. It's been awhile since he had seen the redhead, however, and, he didn't know why, but he felt it hadn't been that long ago at all when he did see him. He remembered, though very vaguely, him going through the halls, and finding Axel fighting with some blond man. Destruction and loud sounds were there, and he was somehow standing to witness it, and had also noted Tifa there. Nevertheless, he couldn't really put it in grasp whether it was a dream or did it really happen. It was foggy, distant, and he wasn't sure what to truthfully make of it. He also recalled Axel mentioning liking someone really strongly, though he wouldn't specifically tell him who. He was planning on asking him about these troubles that bothered him when he saw him again.

Despite this fact, it didn't stop him from missing his friends, and always being lonely more usual now that they barely hung out anymore, so when Angel had left, he came out of his hiding place...er, place of watch, and stepped out with a big grin, cheerfully running to his male companion, and crashing into him with a big, manly hug, slapping his back quite roughly. "Zexion! Where have you been? Ditching us for a girl, huh?"

 

Ooh......cat's out of the bag....>_>.....

BIC- Angel walked back into the school building after saying good bye to Kasha. She was pondering over how she could've ended like that. Able to morph into a dog. That's pretty interesting..... Of course, it wasn't long before thoughts of Zexion entered her mind. I wonder what he looks like without his shirt.....:o She blushed tremendously at this unAngelic thought.

 

OoC://So far its the longest god-damn date I've ever seen.


And-let's face it-in the end its going to end with, "It's not me. It's you."
That or...
It'll just be Atonement all over again.

BiC://
Kasha smiled as she bid a farewell to possibly a new friend. She let her front paws fall off the branch as her hind legs sprang her to the ground. Kasha walked slowly back into the school. Her legs felt kind of tired. Mostly from running from Cody was her first guess. She lead herself back into the school without giving it much thought. Kasha yawned and opened her eyes a little wider hoping to try and attempt to wake herself up a little more. 'Boredom...What a tool.' She thought as she slunk back into a slow bored walk. Kasha perked up her ears, not caring to look, she kept her eyes on her paws. Dare she actually hear another person? Two at the possibility? And here she was, not even fifteen minutes alone, bored out of her mi-Damn.

She could hear they're conversation as she approach, they were, of course, speaking about a girl. 'Just keep walking Kasha. Put down your head and switch on invisible mode.' She thought, head going back down, her eyes seemed to be blocked out by her own thoughts. Her fur following her every movement, as she tried to walk as quietly as possible. Kasha watched her paws and the floor intently, trying to even out her weight on each paw as much as possible.

 

Angel walked back to her room and decided to maybe take a shower. It might help me cease this weird new side of me....

OOC-......blocked....

 

...And the days become the months become the years...

Where we last left off, Cloud,Tifa, and Yuffie had gone off in search of halloween costumes for the party, which would be starting whenever the hell Twilight wanted it to be.While that Sirius guy would have liked to have it there months ago, things happen.From what Cloud had last said,it was a day or so away, but ultimately it is up to one rp creator.

Now begins Part 2 of..'The three people who have wacky adventures with other wacky kinds of people..in a High School!'

*Fades to scene*​

"..You guys really should have mixed it up a little.I mean,really."Said the hyperactive ninja Yuffie, having a silently but good-ish walk with her companions: The quiet blond, and the quiet person with brown hair but has just as much to say as the blond guy,yet there isn't much they say at all.

"Please..as if we're dressing up as pale vampires.We already get misunderstood enough, and we're not going to be known as 'those two emo guys that hang around with a young lady'..but there are worse things."Pointed out the brown haired fellow, looking at Yuffie shaking his head. Along his broad shoulders lay a fine black material, though very thick in a Leon-like fashion.

"Yeah,and it's not like your any different from us..your always a ninja,after all."Cloud tossed in his two cents on the subject, having found themselves closer to school than they remembered.He took a sharp left, passed the wall surrounding the area and headed through the parking lot.It was then he wondered about Tifa and Aerith, and what they had planned.

"Because I really am a Ninja, you know that."Yuffie and Leon continued to bicker as they followed Cloud,who had his mind set on things other than a Halloween party.If anything was a mystery, it had to be him.

"Hey, you guys..I'm going to head back over to the pool to see Tifa and Aerith again.I'll catch you later."suddenly piped up the blond.He gave them a warm wave before running off into the school, leaping over the school steps as if they were nothing.That Cloud..what a guy!

"You know he left because of your complaining,right?

"Did not!"

"Did too."

"Did not!"

...High School Never Ends...​

 

OOC: LOl, High school never ends xDD.

With this pace, though, I wouldn't be surprised D:.

Aerith sat beside Tifa near the pool again, rubbing her hand on her shoulder in comfort, this time, both of them were wet and drenched from swimming in the pool. It probably worked wonders, because Tifa, while still being moody in the beginning when she was splashing her, and attempting to make her have a good time, cheered up a bit by the end. They had fun, really. Aerith felt the pool was very...therapeutic for her. It did her good. Hopefully, when she faces Cloud the next time, she would be able to meet him head on, and they can work this whole fight out. It made her sad that friends were arguing and separated in such a horrible way, and with something, she now noticed, that was stupid. What would she tell people? That their friendship had been broken because someone insulted someone of huge breasts size? Well, it was uncalled for, of course, yet...it did sound ridiculous when she thought about it. She would think they were stronger than that.

She breathed, waiting patiently until her friend wanted to get up, and get changed.

Tifa sat calmly, her body and mind, emotionally, physically, and mentally, stressed, but now, more relaxed from before, where she thought she might have a panic attack, and couldn't control her temper and frustration. The cool water refreshed her body, and with Aerith's help and persistence for her to smile and play, it got her to be a little more open, and she had laughed what was her first laugh after the events with that Yuffie. The pink clad girl also told her what she had said to Cloud when he had come and she was already heading to the lockers, and she didn't know what to say to that. Her feelings and hurt for the blond were still haywire, and it wasn't good to tell him that she was fine with him, when she honestly wasn't. But, he guessed that was Aerith, and just wanting things to smooth over, and to be fixed. The thing is, what would he be expecting from her? A smile? A grin? To be happy to see him again? She didn't believe she was ready...she was still bitter and angry, and she wasn't sure what she would do if she saw his face. Sure, he had his all powerful swords, but she can still kick his @ss physically.

Time will tell, she supposed. Now, though...now, she needed to cleanse her mind, and soul, and forget about everything, and just move on, and try not to let it bother her. Breathing in deeply too, she glanced over to Aerith, her eyes winkling, "Hey, come on. We should head back and change..."

She just nodded with a smile as they both went to get up.

 

OOC: If anyone wants to meet up with Yuffie and Leon, just run into them as they head into the school ^^

Regarding Yuffie and Leon, both were wrong about his reason to leave.In truth,he actually wished to solve his problems alone with Aerith and Tifa.He felt..resentment toward him when he last spoke, and when the tension was so high, he felt very bad for what he had done. He had to defend Yuffie, because you couldn't solve every problem by beating the hell out of it.

Tifa had power, and she knew how to use it when it had to be.

The odor of salt and chlorine filled Cloud's nostrils as he approached the pool area, making him slow down his breathing a little.Once he was a few steps away from entering, he took a deep..deep breath and shook his head.He could make things right, somehow.

He stepped inside to catch Aerith and Tifa getting up, and he had to stop and take yet another deep breath at the sight of them.Small drops of water still slid from the smooth,delicate skin they rested upon..it was almost breathtaking. Tifa, Aerith...pool,swimwear..wet,gorgeous.Nothing more to it.

"Wait!"Cloud requested, holding out his hand toward Tifa and Aerith to catch their attention.He immediately stepped forward toward them, though in a slow, safe pace.It was a pool,therefore if he slipped, he'd look like a damn idiot."I want to explain myself, and why I did what I did to you both.I don't want to live knowing I pushed myself farther from you two."he fell silent, wanting to know what they would say.

He had his eyes on Tifa the most, and he wasn't hiding it.He hurt her deeply,and he wanted to heal the wounds he's given her.

 

.......<_<.........>_>..........*sidesteps*

BIC- For some strange reason or another, Angel kept going to her room repeatedly. Of course, this time, there was a good reason to. Nothing like a nice warm shower to clear your mind of confusion. But still, she was becoming a recluse just like she was back in her neighborhood, after the family moved. Of course, there was nothing wrong with being one, it's just that......I'm being so antisocial. Friends have to come to my door to get me to hang out. I don't want that anymore.

 

Aerith, who was playing around with Tifa as they giggled, tickling each other when walking, to see if one was to slip into the pool, stopped when she heard the shout of a familiar voice. While the black haired girl with her instantly froze, with surprise in her eyes, she turned her head, staring at the blond haired young man heading towards them. She placed a hand in Tifa's shoulder and squeezed, calming her down as she could sense her body tense, and they waited as Cloud halted in front of them. Both she and her were silent, gazing, not sure about what exactly he wanted, but Aerith, being the perceptive one she was, noticed in his expression a sort of forlorn, and guilty hurt. It was no doubt that this was him trying to compensate for what he did, and had come back to...maybe....apologize. Wa she? May this be...?

In the end, she was proven right, as his words replayed in her head. She had already forgiven him long ago, as she wasn't the type to hold grudges. What she was worried about was Tifa, and she shifted her vision to her. Quietly, and muttering to only her, she mouthed, "Relax..."

" I can't..." Tifa replied back in the same manner tightly, not taking her eyes off of cloud as she also made her own hand grabbed Aerith's arm, somehow seeking comfort, and for maybe the girl to get her out of here. Not moments earlier she was wondering how she was going to act when Cloud and her faced each other, and now, there it was, just seconds after she had come to relax herself. He obviously, when she first looked at him, appeared sad, and extremely regretful, and all she could do was study him. She could tell the meaning behind his words, knowing they were genuine, and he truly now understood the things he had done, and didn't want to be away from them because of it. In fact, it took a lot for him to do that, she knew. He had also understood that perhaps he did hurt her as well, and with him giving the attention to her...she knew he knew. The problem was, that despite this, and her soft heart melting at how sorry he really was, washing away whatever "hatred" she had for him, this was too awkward. She didn't know why, but...she couldn't move to him or say anything, after everything. She did think that it was time to say all their sorrys, and she would accepted, but she was stuck.

Aerith nudged her, before whispering in her ear, "Do something..."

"You do something...." she whispered back in the brown haired girl's ear.

"He's obviously apologizing more to you..." she hissed without him overhearing as they huddled close.

"I don't know what to do." Tifa argued, before Aerith breathed in a huff, and parted ways. In the end, she watched her step forward and she felt a grab at her hand forcing her to walk, and her legs wobbled on their own.

Smiling at Cloud, she giggled, really, honestly, feeling quite happy that this may be the end of the event that transpired between all of them, and she nodded. "I accept it, Cloud. We all overreacted in some way, and I apologize too. No hard feelings, and we can move on, because it's disheartening to see friends fight...it really is...we've all been through a lot together..." She glanced at Tifa, giving her a silent message. "Right, Tifa?

She slightly glared at her for putting her on the spot, yet, as she shifted her brown eyes to the ground, and then to Cloud's sky blue ones, she didn't say anything, thinking over it, and rewinding things in her mind. Aerith was right. This wasn't worth it. They had so much more together, and this...this was no reason to finish it. After a while of the same contemplations, she simply went up, and hugged Cloud tightly in a surprising move as her eyes blurred with tears, holding him close to her body, missing him...and missing the feel of him, and his smell. She chuckled a little at maybe his clothes getting wet from her damp skin and bathing suit, but she winked at Aerith when she motioned for the girl to come, and with a skip, she also embraced, or rather glomped Cloud immensely in her joyful self, both girls eyeing one another as they purposely went to get his shirt drenched, both pressing against him for that very mission alone.

Gazing at him, Tifa frowned, feeling like something had been lifted off her shoulder, yet, wanted to hear something from him, the core of the very argument they had. "That means....Cloud, that you don't like me for my big chest, I'm guessing? Tell the truth."

She bared her orbs at him intently.

 

Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like days for Cloud as he watched Tifa and Aerith silently converse while making hand gestures.It was torture, worse than a possible punch in the jewels from Tifa..--wait..okay maybe not thatbad but you understand that it would be a ***** to take that blow.

He straightened up even more than he already had been, seeing that Aerith had told him straight and resumed her discussion with the dark-haired goddess beside her.While he waited, he just couldn't help but admire how amazing they both looked in swim wear.

While he was drowning in lust, he was put back into reality once Tifa had suddenly hugged him,squeezing him like a child with a new doll.Though..while she made such contact with him,pictures formed into his head of he and her, in a bed embracing each other closely while beads of sweat rolled off their body.

As soon as the pictures had come, they had left his mind just as Aerith proceeded to glomp him.A chill rushed up his spin once the water from their bodies began dampening his dark clothes, and they both had a sort of hidden mischievous look on them.They were doing this on purpose.

"I've still got trunks on and all, but I don't know where to set the rest of my clothes..I just bought this--"Tifa's question brought him into silence, though he was saying his statement quietly to them despite that, not really important.What she asked was the most simple question one could answer..though the way she looked at him made him realize this was the last step--no..one of the last steps in completely making everything right again.He raised his hand and placed it on her soft,moist cheek."You know, there's more to girls than a bust size..I love you for what's inside, not some large lumps on your chest."he also took the time to give Aerith a wink, letting her know this was about her too.

He put his arms around both ladies and picked them up, letting his costume slid on the damp floor with the protective coating of..whatever the hell people usually wrap it in.He didn't get an effing bag people,get over it!

Anyway..Cloud slowly walked over to the edge of the pool with Tifa and Aerith in his grasp.All he could do was grin whilst they question what he was doing."I love you."he said aloud as he released them back into the pool.

It was all in good fun,right?Come on, they just had a moment,what harm could come from it anyway?

Nothing could ruin this for him,nothing at all.

OOC: I think I'm getting my groove back..

 

Tifa smiled at him tenderly, some tears spilling out of her eyes, but they weren't out of hurt, or sadness anymore. She could tell he meant every word, and this was what had been bothering her for the longest so far after they've gone their separate ways with that fight. The pressure, the worry, everything was freed, and she breathed in relief, leaning her head on his shoulder, while she saw Aerith give her a kind smile, happy for her. They saw that his shirt was very much damp, and they giggled again at the success, but suddenly, they were both lifted up, and Tifa had to hold on to his blond hair of head to balance herself from the unexpected move. She eyed Aerith in question, who just shrugged, surprised as well, and it wasn't until they were seeing where they were headed, where they began to struggle immediately. Tifa, while attempting to push herself away and getting out of his grip, began to punch him softly or hard at times, to release her, shocked, anxious, and...

"Cloud, you better not...AAAAAAAAAAH!"

And she now found her body splashing down into the pool as the force of gravity took her underwater, her eyes closing automatically, as well as holding her breath, letting herself float as she swished her arms, and kicked her legs, stunned. It didn't take long for her to get rid of her befuddlement though, or else she wouldn't be a fighter, to remain frozen when something unpredicted happened, and with that, she pushed and maneuvered herself to swim closer to the wall where the edge was, and rise up out of the surface. If she didn't had her bikini, Cloud would've been at risk for his life. Not that he wasn't now. Coming with her medium long, black hair draped around her face, in a mocking presentation of The Ring with the Samara, she placed her palms on the floor flat as she pulled herself out of the pull, dripping, and fully soaked, a devilish smirk on her face as she stood up, and was starting to close in on Cloud.

"You want to play, huh?"

Unlike, Tifa, though, Aerith did also push herself by supporting her hands to the ledge of the pool, damped, and dripping wet as well, gasping out for air, taking the worst of the hit as she was unaware. Sitting near the edge of the pool as she calmed, she noticed Tifa looking like she was about to rip a certain someone's head off. However, she knew the girl was just having her own version of fun. She wasn't going to seriously harm, Cloud, really, it wasn't needed, but she'll definitely do something. Aerith didn't know that Cloud himself would pull such a stunt, and when they were being carried to be thrown, while Tifa was aggressive, she had been a bit too, yelling at him to stop, and not to do it, while taking it out on his back in whatever way possible she could. She thought she almost escaped, but then of course, it was too late as she flew down in mid-air in seconds.

As she squeezed her long, brown braided hair to get the excess water out, she got to her feet as well soon, not looking as malicious as Tifa, but certainly not any better as she eyed Cloud sharply and with a dark vengeance, something that would usually be unlike her calm and sweet demeanor. Walking towards him as well, she trailed after her friend, "Oh, we'll definitely play, Tifa."

Nodding, she exclaimed, "Get him!"

And they both hounded at his figure.