[AQ] The Big Miss [Ai & Fuka]

[Fuka]

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Big Miss Take
+ Description:A woman who goes by the name of Miss Take is the local convenience store owner--and lately, she has been hanging around the school and making a fuss that the students have been ruining her business. Looks like she’s taking things too far and asking to see the principal?! She must be really mad.
+ Tell the woman to calm the hell down: +3 Roost
+ Try to talk her out of it. You got this!: +2 Faberge, +1 Roost
+ Leave her alone. You didn’t sign up for this: +1 Guardians, +1 Roost
+ She’s taking it too far. No matter how you look at it, this seems like a sign of X-activity. Investigate!: (AP decided at claim)
+ Requirements: Optional tag for X-mod
+ Submitted by Mari

Big Miss Take was the owner of the convenience store that was closest along Fuka's usual route--but of all of them, hers was the hardest one to get cigs from. Sure, he was underage, but he was always getting cigs for his parents, not only just cigs for himself. Usually he could worm his way into talking the cashiers at other stores that yes, he was absolutely of age to buy these and yes, they were definitely fine to sell them to him--this was made especially easy what with the help of the small fairies that had come to him, which each allowed him their own approach to coaxing someone of his definitely good and right stances on things--and it usually worked, a fair amount of the time.

Despite this, Big Miss Take and her employees had already been too cued into his appearance and behaviors; they had all been trained to spot him a mile away, even when he came on days when new cashiers were working that he'd never met before. Terribly inconvenient, it was, and on one recent occasion, the Big Miss herself had even made an appearance, storming at him and driving him out in loud voices that felt far more extreme than anything within her usual character; what was up with that? It was intimidating, and he made it a point to keep away from there for the next couple of weeks.

But all seemed to turn to hell when Fuka--[self-proclaimed] perfect, role model student Kitaki Fuka, who wanted to be friends and on good terms with everyone and anyone--spotted her coming on campus the following afternoon, just as he'd stepped out of the school building to head to the library to, indeed, keep up that good student image he worked so hard to portray and defend. He'd stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing her heading toward the building, yelling at every bystander around that she was there and wanted to see the principal--she had to be out of her mind, right?!

Fuka instantly jumped to the overly-paranoid conclusion that she had to be there to rat him out and tarnish his [self-proclaimed] perfect reputation that he was a heavy smoker who tried to swindle her into selling he, an underage student at a semi-prestigious academy, into selling him several cartons of cigarettes. While in reality it seemed a pretty far stretch of an assumption, his mind was already dead-set.

And he had to do something about it.

Before he could even think, he'd made a 180 and headed back into the school building, looking for someone--anyone--around who looked shady enough to serve as a better distraction to her that he might be able to hide behind. Someone tall, someone foreign, someone delinquent-looking, someone with funky hair, someone breaking dress code...!? He had to find someone to throw her off.

[Ai]

There was no denying it: Ai fell seriously behind with his studies. It had been bad enough when he first entered the school and only ever had his band practice and family issues to worry about. As time passed, however, more worries and burdens fell upon his shoulders, dragging his grades down along with his reputation, which was already bad enough to begin with. Faberge, friends, girlfriend, two clubs and probably the most difficult of all, eggs and everything that implicitly came with them. How was he supposed to not only keep up, but also be good at everything?

Albeit not holding the first, second nor third spot among his priorities, school was still important… or supposed to be, anyways. When his dad insisted he went back to finish his studies, Ai made a promise to finish school with good enough grades. And he assumed it would be simple, really, considering that he used to be a model student. And really, he was smart, but that was as much as a good brain could take you without actually feeding it information on a regular basis.

Seeing as his grades were falling down the drain, teachers who were previously starting to doubt their initial thoughts that he was a delinquent were now treating him more harshly, complaining when he skipped classes (although his mom was sick and that was supposed to be a good enough reason). Needless to say, Ai felt hopeless about this. He had to do something, get some studying done, maybe cut down a bit on music practice and leave one of the clubs he was in. But he couldn’t leave his own club… and he couldn’t leave Takeo alone either. That was… a true dilemma.

There were still exams to take though, and that would perhaps be his only chance to redeem himself before he landed himself a spot in class 3-C next year. Though that would hardly be a bad thing, if he saw it from a different perspective. He’d be in the same class as Junko and Mitsuo. But no. He really needed to keep up with his studies. Not only to make his parents proud, but also maintain a good enough image in other people’s eyes. He was already seen as a delinquent because of his appearance, he couldn’t let his behavior fall into that category as well.

As he was walking down the halls, Ai whistled idly to himself. Maybe he should go to the library or something. And read… something. How long had it been since he read something other than music sheets, really?

If Fuka was looking for an intimidating, delinquent student, Ai probably met every single criteria ever, appearance-wise, at least. The second year was a decently good and friendly guy, actually. Not only that, but he was also vaguely acquainted with Miss Take. He’d bought groceries from her shop a few times, and according to him, he thought he didn’t leave too bad of an impression.

[Fuka]

Like a gift from above, Fuka spotted exactly what he was looking for--a delinquent looking guy with a scary face and colored hair, taller than him by a longshot and idly approaching the front door of the school. He couldn't have asked for a better turnout, and it was within moments that Fuka had charged in his direction, zoomed past him, and turned on a dime to take a firm position behind him, instantly squishing his arms to him to make himself even less visible behind Ai's broad and towering (at least, in comparison to Fuka) figure.

"Hey, hey, you're a second year too, right? Interested in helping a classmate out? I can make it worth your while--need tutoring (I'm in 2-A!)? Ins for extra credit (I'm a big teacher's pet)? My lunch money (or my lunch? I take restaurant leftovers)? Whatever you need, my friend, I caaaan do it. I just need you to help me distract that lady walking around outside--she's asking to see Principal Ideka, and we can't let that happen. Sound good? Yeah?"

Anything to keep the Big Miss from spilling everything that was running his paranoia sky high--and maybe afterward he could even learn who this guy actually was. He didn't often try to make ins with his type, but if he was actually one to help him out, Fuka figured it might be worth knowing him.

[Ai]

As he was just about to exit the building, Ai was suddenly... and rather mysteriously stopped dead in his tracks by a mysterious student. "Umm!!" But then he suddenly started talking ant the speed of light and Ai had to make an effort to understand everything. The boy started off offering to do stuff for him, but why? Ai was not the type to accept random favors, not if he didn't even really need them.

"Yeah, uh, sure... but I don't really... need tutoring. My grades are fine." They weren't really, but they could be. Ai just needed to actually study to do decently well again. I mean, studying with someone would always be nice, but if he had to, he'd rather do it with a friend rather than with someone who was only doing it out of obligation. As for being a teacher's pet, Ai was one too, actually, at least for those who didn't wrinkle their noses at his most recent behaviour. Because, for a fact, he was getting into fights now, further bringing one more thing to back up his delinquent status.

"Lunch money? Why would I want your lunch money?" Ai seemed slightly offended by the last bit. Oh, so that was it, another kid who thought he was a bully or something. At how many times he had this happen to him, Ai should be used to it by now, but as a wise man once said 'every time feels like the first time', for Ai, anyway.

When the actual request was named, Ai glanced out the door, to spot the woman Fuka was talking about. She looked somewhat familiar. "Hey, isn't that miss Take from the convenience store? What's she doing here?" And more importantly, why did she want to see the principal for? Did this guy get into some sort of trouble with the woman? "I mean, I could always help you for free if you really need it, but it depends on what you actually want me to do. See, I'm not too much a fan of getting in trouble either." Ai offered. He seemed to be getting into plenty of trouble lately, whether it was because of his guardians or because he had no other choice, so cutting down on it would be nice.