Here goes! (OPEN)

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Haruka Yamato.

A girl you wouldn't want to mess with ---

YEAH RIGHT.

Haruka was obese, and she doesn't pay much heed to people who call her "Fatass" really, it's been done so much, Haruka just felt it was old. Very old.

Back to the topic, she was also a girl who looked like a guy.

... Interesting eh?

Well, if it was of any importance, this masculine fatass was more or less sleeping on the benches, a manga right on top of her face. She probably fell asleep reading, the poor thing.

It was then when she got a rather painful wake-up call----

[Sara Quinn]

Sara carried a large pile of books in her hands. They were heavy. She struggled under their weight and awkward shapes. And why, you may ask, was she carrying a large pile of books outside. And on a slightly windy day no less~Well she was once again locked out of her locker, and she had just gotten all her textbooks, as well as some books from the library that she would need for some projects~

So here was Sara, trudging her way across the field, carrying a large pile of books. She was almost there, just about the pass the benches. She sighed. She still didn't know what she was going to do with the books when she got inside. But she would figure something out-CRAP. The wind picked up, a piece of paper or something floating along with it. It smacked right into her face. The books toppled out of her arms, mostly to the side. Towards the benches, and just on the ground in general.

She let them drop, and reached up to wrench the paper off her face. Shit.. Hadn't there been someone on the bench?! Oh man, she hoped they hadn't been hit by the books!

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Yes, Haru was having a very very nice nap -- that is until she felt like someone punched her straight at the gut and at her forehead. "FREAKING SHII---" She cursed as her eyes shot open, immediately sitting up and hugged her stomach. God, that hurt bad.

Looking around, only one person was within her range and had books around her. Yup, this girl had to be the retard who just threw books at her. So she wants to play rough, eh?!

"...Are these books yours?" Seriously, Haruka. You could do better than that. "Freaking clumsy. Sheesh."

The 'boy' would start picking up the books, "Use a bag or something next time." She growled, trying to not sound annoyed at all. Geh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bench.

[Sara Quinn]

"FREAKING SHII---"

Sara looked down at the person on the bench, clutching their stomach. Oh crap... Sara looked around, noting that there was almost no one around. Dammit... Sara felt really bad about that. Her hand lifted outward slowly and she took a tentative step towards the person. "I... uh... I'm sorry... I uh...-"

"...Are these books yours?....Freaking clumsy. Sheesh."

Umm... wow... Sara blushed a deep red, dropping her head. She felt really dumb now to. She abandoned her apology and bent down to pick up some of the books. She didn't want to look at the person. She just wanted to get her books and get out of here. Sara always felt like this when something stupid happened. It had been a mistake, and she was sorry.

"Usea bag or something next time."

Sara glanced up, looking at the person as they picked up some of the books to. "Jeez... I said I was sorry... I don't have a bag, it was an accident..." Her voice was thick with frustration and embarrassment. She felt the anger well up in her. It was easier and less embarrassing to be angry then it was to feel bad, and this person wasn't being very nice about this.

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"Jeez... I said I was sorry... I don't have a bag, it was an accident..."

"Sorry doesn't mean anything unless you do something about it." Haruka said, placing the books she had picked up on the bench in a neat column. It was one feminine trait she had, that was hard to rub off no matter how masculine she was physically and mentally.

After all, she was raised half her lifetime encouraged to be feminine.

After piling up the books, Haruka would take the notebook and items out of her bag, replacing the contents with Sara's books. "Keh... here take mine. Then maybe you wouldn't be so goddamn clumsy."

So yeah, Haruka was trying to be nice, but it wasn't really natural for her. This was the best she could do.

[Sara Quinn]

"Sorry doesn't mean anything unless you do something about it."

Sara watched the guy pick up the books and put them on the bench. Atleast she thought it was guy. There was something about him that made her feel a little... confused... She didn't quite understand what it was though. But it didn't matter as she stopped worrying when he began to take things out of his own bag. What was he doing?! Was he going to give her his bag...? She stood up, bringing the rest of the books over. She wasn't sure that this was a good idea, but she appreciated it none the less.

"Keh... here take mine. Then maybe you wouldn't be so goddamn clumsy."

"I... uhh... Thanks... I appreciate it." She blushed deeply, and sent him a tentative smile. She didn't know quite what to think. He was doing something nice, but at the same time, putting her down with words... What was she supposed to think? She sighed and sat down on the bench, picking up the manga. She knew that one. She didn't normally read manga and stuff, but she knew this one. "I've read this one... It's pretty good..."

She didn't know quite what else to say... She stood back up, placing the manga back on the bench, reaching for the bag. "Thanks... a lot..."

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Haru wasn't really good with words.

"I... uhh... Thanks... I appreciate it." Haruka took a glance at the female and blushed as well, immediately looking away.

"Ja-just don't fall over on me next time. That thing fucking hurt." Haruka said, taking her stuff and put them on a plastic bag that was conveniently placed on her pencilcase. Eh, she can live with it until the end of the week.

Er, wait. Where was her manga book? Haruka looked around, only to see the girl pick it up from the ground. It was Kare-kano, and it was in pure japanese, almost bluntly implying that the fat girl was fluent in nihonggo. What? She was japanese, after all.

"I've read this one... It's pretty good..."

Haruka then went to placing the last of Sara's books on her bag, before zipping it shut and with one hand, gave it to the other female. "... Ah, you've read Kare kano huh?" She asked, "It's a good manga if you're into all that mush thing."

Yeah, Haruka a closet mush addict. Oh boy, so much for being masculine. "Thanks... a lot..."[/quote]

"Keh. " She shrugged, "Like I said, don't fall over next time."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara took her bag from the... guy. His face was red. Had he been blushing. Well... That was cute... Sara had a soft spot for cute things, and this small, little, chubby, blushing thing in front of her fit the bill. Perfectly.

"... Ah, you've read Kare kano huh?...It's a good manga if you're into all that mush thing."

Sara looked again at the guy. She looked around. Hmmm... If he was so cute, then he must be... lonely. She nodded. Yup. Lonely. She sat down, ignoring the comment again about not falling over.

"I kinda liked the mush... It was sweet. I'm Sara." She glanced over at him to see if he would sit down with her or not. She kinda hoped he did. Not many people around here were so ~cute~ and liked manga. She wondered if he liked to fight to... That would be... She didn't know what that would be. Sara liked to fight, but would a ~cute~ thing that fought be cute?

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She sat down, right next to her.

Of course, she kept the distance by moving to the other side of the bench. It was unfortunate, that Haruka was uncomfortable around people. Eh, she wasn't really into public relations of the sort, nor was she willing to give in.

What about her manga and anime? Psh. No thanks. She has forums to manage and several n00bs to bash ever now and then, who needs the social life...?

"I kinda liked the mush... It was sweet. I'm Sara."

"Ha-Haruka." She spat, slightly nervous. "Haruka Yamato. Douzo Yoroshiku..."

Er... what to say?

[Sara Quinn]

Sara watched him sit down on the bench with her. Good. That was good. Even though he chose to sit at the complete other end. That was fine.

"Ha-Haruka...Haruka Yamato. Douzo Yoroshiku..."

Oh. He spoke Japanese to. Well Sara should have known, after all, he had been reading that manga, which was mostly in Japanese. It made Sara smile to realize that there someone else here that she could socialize about this stuff with. She didn't think even her roommate knew about her love of Japan... and cute things.

"Ahhh... Yoroshiku onegaishimasu..." Sara blushed. She didn't know why. She knew she had that one right. It was a basic, simple sentence. How could she NOT get it right. But she was always afraid that someone would call her out on it. She dropped her gaze trying to think of how to change the subject.

"So... Weird school isn't it?" She looked over, letting out a small laugh. ~Awkward~

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Girls. Girls.

Haruka was never really good with words. She always ends up saying the wrong thing and sounding like some sort of jerk. Well, part of her is somewhat like a jerk.

"Ahhh... Yoroshiku onegaishimasu..." Haruka blinked and looked at the girl. Why, she could understand nihonggo too?

"Nihonggo o wakarimasu ka?" she inquired, curious. "Nihonjin desu ka?"

Well of course, Haruka was operating on the assumption that she knew how to speak japanese -- not really thoughtful now, is she? Well she was just shocked. Not a lot of people knew japanese.

"So...Weird school isn't it?"

"Ch-yeah." Haruka said, looking on the building in front of them, the Canteen. It was interesting how big the grounds actually were compared to other schools Haruka considered. The only reason why she went into this school was that it was a) near her house; and b) the janitors make hella good food. "Gomen,I'm not much into talking. Not used to it. I fight a bit, and I guess I do better at it than talking."

[Sara Quinn]

"Nihonggo o wakarimasu ka?...Nihonjin desu ka?"

Sara watched him as she worked through it in her head. She spoke the basics, and at least that one was simple. At least... pretty simple. She hoped. She blushed looking away as she fumbled for an answer.

"aa... Hai... Nihongo chotto hanasasemasu... kisoteki... ya..." She looked up and laughed, blushing deeply. Wow. This was harder then she thought. She wondered if he was going to laugh at her. She hoped not.

"Gomen,I'm not much into talking. Not used to it. I fight a bit, and I guess I do better at it than talking."

Now that was interesting. She took another look at him, taking him in. Well she guess it was possible. And damn she wanted a fight. But how do you bridge a fight with someone you wanted to be friends with? Well... you apologized of course. And the least she could do is apologize in Japanese right?~

"Sumanasou..."

And with that, in one fluid motion, Sara leaned towards him (Assuming they're on the bench with Haru on Sara's left side), placing both hands on the bench to her left to use as leverage, and then threw her right leg up and over at him. Her hands didn't leave the bench, her left foot didn't leave the ground, only turned slightly so she could drive her leg into his chest region. Or head... 'Cuz he was really short... She really hoped he forgave her though~

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"aa... Hai... Nihongo chotto hanasasemasu... kisoteki... ya..." Haruka managed a smirk.

"Sou. Sou."

"Sumanasou..."

Eh---?

Haruka would then feel the impact of a leg at her chest, slightly hunching a bit in the pain. Ugh, that was the worst part of being biologically female: The freaking airbags.

"So this is how it's gonna be, eh?" Haruka would then try to take her leg, grasping it tightly by her left hand's fat fingers as she pulled the girl to the side to try and get her nearer her while she was still sitting. If it worked, The girl's left cheek would be hit by Haruka's free fist, in a try to knock her off the bench.

If she DID fall of the bench, it would be unfortunate, as she would be turned by the force to fall on her back. Her leg was still held tightly by the fat girl, and would be twisted rather badly right at knee.

That's gotta hurt, at least.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara's kick collided with his chest, and for a brief moment, she thought there had been something strange about it, but she pushed it from her mind. She had more important things to worry about. It had gone well. Good job Sara~But the attack she had chosen was awkward and it gave the guy just enough time to reach out and grab her leg with his left hand. She pulled and Sara was forced to hop forward.

The good thing was, Sara was able to see the fist coming from this position. The bad thing? She really had nowhere to go except down. And if she landed on her back, her leg would be twisted, but landing on her stomach would hurt slightly more then her back, and her back would be open to attack. Ah well, beggers can't be choosers...

Sara dropped to her stomach, landing hard on her chest. And now... She was stuck... She tried to turn over to see him better, but she could only roll to her side before her leg started to twist. Guess she would just have to see what he did next~ She smiled at him from the awkward position. "Nice one~"

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"Nice one~"

Haruka chuckled. The girl was right on the floor, her leg right on Haruka's hand.

If she wore a skirt, she'd totally be right at his view.

*snicker*

Haruka could totally end it right now, probably screw this girl right over by breaking her leg --- but no, Haruka wouldn't do that. She was more or less very biased towards girls. Quite chivalrous, despite her obnoxious, masculine behavior.

She was not passive though, and stood up, the hand still on Sara's leg as it was lifted and allowed go past it's normal range of motion. Moving her other leg in any manner would only stretch her gluteals and hamstring worse.

Haruka leaned back, and pressed her hand against Sara's back. "Yeah, but too bad. I got ya now." She said, "I could totally hit you right now, but eh... not that kinda guy."