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Log~ Ongoing!

When; Sometime tonight.
Rating; G?
Characters; Kamui (

number1gal)
Summary; Kamui brings Ran cookies?
Log;

The girl seemed nice enough, Kamui tried to remind himself as he attempted to navigate the newly-upgraded city. Nice, and not insane like half of the population here, so maybe... they could be friends (probably not, though)? Or, in the least, she wouldn't make fun of him for being a socially inept moron.

Once inside the proper building, he found his way to apartment 84, knocking on the door and looking down at the tray of cookies he had. The smart thing to do would be to just drop them at the doorstep and make a run for it, really. At least then he wouldn't have to awkwardly stubble through a hello and goodbye.

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Ran quickly opened the door. She had a bandage on her forehead from where she ran into the door. Luckily the bleeding had stopped.

“Hey~! How are you doing? OH WOW~! Those look really good. Come in, come in”

She smiled warmly and opened the door widely for him.

For a moment, Kamui merely stared, wide-eyed. "Um..." Granted, she wasn't the first energetic person for him to encounter -not at all- but it still managed to catch him off guard. Funny how hyper people always managed to overwhelm him within seconds, unless he was entirely used to them.

Quietly, he stepped inside as instructed, looking at the bandage with a hint of worry. "Are you okay?"

Ran went a bit cross-eyed looking at the bandage. “Yeah~! I am fine, I just ran into the door when Yellow ran out.” Smiles weakly. “I am going to go out looking for her, do you want to come with me?” She shakes it off and takes the cookies. Then she starts walking into the kitchen. “Do you want some milk?”

"Milk would be fine, if it's not too much trouble," he said quietly, standing around a bit awkwardly, hands in the pockets of his jeans. "And I wouldn't mind helping you look for her. Might make it easier on you, right?"

Ran smiled as she got the milk. "Thank you! That would be a lot of help" She poored them both some milk and placed in on the table. "So tell me about yourself." She also got some plates and napkins. " here you go" and got a cookie of her own to eat as she sat down. "Come, sit, sit"

"Thanks." He took the objects offered, sitting and playing with the rim of his plate. "Um... nothing interesting about me, really." Total and utter lie, but he didn't really want to get into the specifics of his purpose in life, his failures... especially not with a girl he just met. "I'm seventeen? And all I do all day is take care of Lyra, cook, and play video games." A pause, Kamui having not realized how boring he was until this moment. "You?"

"Well, I work at a clothing store. I own this place ever since Kira moved out to tat big pink space ship. There are two others girls here named Tomo-chan and Chiyo-chan plus pregnant Nana, who I call mommy." she smiled. "At home I have an older brother named Yamato, and a younger sister named Sayo. My mom, dad and older bro are all police officers too." she sipped a bit on her tea. "So tell me about your home world." then started to eat her cookie again.

Kamui smiled a little, softly, as she spoke about her family, both here and at home. It sounded like... she had a very happy life, and it was a nice change to what he was used to. Everyone he normally hung around with had some hugely tragic past, or had lost people, or... well, they weren't what most people would consider typical.

Her bringing up his home world made him frown, curling up on himself a little because how was he supposed to explain this? "At war. Half-destroyed and at war." Hopefully, that would suffice, not wanting to go into how the war was his fault, how so many had died because of him.

Ran went a little wide-eyed when he said that. His home world was at war? She knew others that had wars going on too, but it was always hard to hear. War was something in another country at home. Something that was sad, but there was other thing for her to worry about. Here, she found friends that only knew war. Ran lowered her head. “I am really sorry to hear that.” It was the only thing she could think of saying.

See? This is why he didn't want her to know these sorts of things: he didn't want to make someone so cheerful sad. "It's alright. Don't worry about it." The boy tried to smile for her as if to reassure her, not really knowing what else to do.

"I'm glad that your home sounds normal, though." And he was paying attention to his plate again, fingers playing at the edges, cookie still untouched. "It's nice... to hear of a remotely peaceful place. Everyone I know has something sad in their past, so... it's a pleasant change, I guess." He blushed a little, realizing how stupid that probably sounded.

Ran smiled. "I really love Shibuya. It's my place, after all." she was glowing with pride. "I am the number one GAL of Shibuya."

She tapped a finger to his plate, hoping it would make him look up. "Hey, you ok?" She didn't understand why he was blushing.

Shibuya... at home, that place was...

No, don't think about that. "Yeah, I'm fine." A more sure smile this time, even though the blush didn't go away because now she'd noticed him being weird. "Just feel kinda stupid, saying such strange things."

Finally, he took a bite of his cookie, a small one, but at least he was eating. He could afford to take on a few pounds. "What... what's a GAL, by the way?"

Ran smiled. "You are so not stupid, k? I don't care if you say strange things. You are nice to me and that's what really matters." Ran brightened up when she was asked about what a GAL was. "Being a GAL is about fashion, having fun with your friends, being the best at everything you do, or at lest trying your best at it, not caring what others think about you, living life to the max and being able to stand whatever comes your way. Being loud is a given. It’s the way I always live. Nothing can keep a GAL down for long!" She almost glowed with joy.

The boy laughed a little (not at all unkindly, though) at Ran's enthusiasm, finding it... well, cute was a word that worked well enough. It kind of reminded him of Yuzuriha back home, and how bouncy and excited she got when talking about something random she liked or was looking forward to. "I guess that's a good way to be, huh?" Not that he'd be adopting any of that anytime soon.

"Um..." he tried to think of something else to ask her, not wanting the conversation to turn back to him, "if you don't mind me asking, what year are you in your world?"

Ran seemed very proud as she talked, like it was a REALLY big deal. "I am a third year! That's right, third year" She flashed him a big smile. "Yep yep, I did it, I passed those stupid end of year tests not the first time for just one year, but the first time for BOTH years."

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"Congratulations." And he really felt bad now. For one, he'd never had to take a hard entrance exam. The schools he went to before were all pretty basic, just ones to get through the years because really? He had more important things to think about than just school. Lots of more important things.

Oh, and then there was the fact that before he'd left, he was attending one of the most prestigious high schools in his Japan. CLAMP Gakuen: filled with students from very prominent/influential families, geniuses, rising stars... and then him. Not all that great with school, not all that great at paying attention, and while his family was apparently known, it wasn't like that made much of a difference. Only reason he was there was so that Imonoyama could keep an eye on him so that he didn't get offed before he was supposed to.

She tilted her head at him. "hey, you ok?"

Kamui blinked a bit owlishly, confused and having not realized that he zoned out. "I, uh... yeah." He suddenly had an urge to smack his head on the nearest solid object, feeling rather stupid again, and really, was that all he could do? Make himself look stupid and awkward, showing the fact that he'd had very limited social interaction growing up.

"Um... sorry." Yet another blush, the boy focusing on nibbling on his cookie because obviously talking and thinking weren't helping things.

Ran giggled "Dude, you really have to stop saying your say" She drank some of her milk. "You are far to GL to be so shy."

More terminology he didn't know; was that specific to her world, or was he just THAT out of touch with people his own age? "What does GL mean?"

she blinks at him and then smiles. "GL means good looking."

Oh, his times blushing before had been nothing in comparison to the crimson staining his cheeks right now, mentally flailing, eyes wide, and trying to stutter out something in reply. "I... u-uh... w-what?" Sure, he'd been called things related to that before by men before, several times, but well... for one, they usually wanted in his pants; and for another, he'd never heard it from a girl. He'd gotten cute before, but.. "I... I'm good looking?" That was probably going to be another stupid thing he'd said today.

"Yeah~!" she inwardly giggled at his reaction. "Why would I lie about that?"

"It's not that I think you would lie, it's just..." He chewed his lower lip and looked away. "I've just never had a girl call me that before." Course, all the girls back home were like his family, and they didn't really talk about who was attractive and who wasn't amongst their group. Too busy worrying about other things.

Ran raised an eye brow at him. "Really?"

He blinked. "Yeah." Why did she seem surprised? "Why? Is that weird?"

"duh, cuz your hot." She smiled. "Maybe a little girly, but still hot."

"Hot..." He wanted to flail, not used to this at all and somehow managing to become more red, but instead he just pouted at the girly remark. That was easier, after all. "And I'm not girly." Oh, by now he knew he was, but hey... maybe this would get them off the him-being-attractive conversation?

"yes, yes you are." she flatly stated. "you even argue like a girl" she giggled.

"Shut up," he said in a joking tone with a smile, pushing her shoulder very lightly in a playful manner. "At least I'm not decked out in make up or drag or anything." Not that he hadn't been when he was little, but... well, that's what happened when one of your best friends was a girl.

she had a lip stick out in .1 second and like a pro put it on his lips. "there, now you have make up on" and laughs. "oh, don't push me." pushing him just as softly.

"Hey, hey," he pressed his lips together; what he'd been taught to do with lipstick when his little friend had decided to experiment on him with it. Of course, they'd been eight, and he'd end up looking like a mini-whore instead. "It doesn't count if you put it on me."

Ran grinned. "you are such GIRL." in a playing tone.

"Am not~" he whined back, sounding like a little brat, but it was all in good fun. "And even if I am, at least I'm girly in good ways. Better that than sitting around with a beer, watching sports, right?" Kamui could so never see himself being like that.

"Besides," he smirked playfully, it looking funny with the lipstick on, "you should be nicer to the person who can make you sweets whenever you want them."

Ran laughed. "Guys like that really need some help."

Ran perked up. A sweet slave? She might just be awesome with that. "Will you realllllly?"

"They really do. I don't see the point unless their special person likes doing that too. I mean, if they do it together that's okay, but..." It was weird, the dynamic some couples had. He didn't get it. "Why sit around acting like that while someone you love is suffering for it?" And that was a bit of a tangent, Kamui being afraid he was going to blush, but at least this time he didn't. Maybe he was calming down with her; had to be with the fact he was talking more now, being playful.

"Maaaaybe?" he echoed her tone. "But you called me girly, so I'm not so sure anymore." Teasing.

Ran got her big puppy eyes on. " pllllllleaaaaaase."

He looked at her, eyebrow raised, finishing off the cookie he'd started on ages ago. "Well, you seem like a cool person, so okay." Course, the real reason is he wasn't good with girls begging like that. He gave in a little too easy. Only person it didn't work for so much was Lyra, and that's because, well... it was Lyra.

Ran smiled brightly, placing her elbows on the table and hands on her chin. She almost looked like a happy child if she didn't have a grown up body.

"Thank you~! You are such a nice guy."

Cute came to mind again, Kamui smiling at her and leaning back. At least he didn't look so tense anymore. Course, the nice-guy thing made him flush a little once more, but he just... didn't handle compliments from a new person very well. "I dunno about that. I'm just easy is all."

He blinked, thought, and then facepalmed. That had to have been the stupidest thing he'd said all night. "That so didn't come out right."

Ran just laughed.

"it's all good, I didn't think anything about it."

Kamui smiled, pleased she didn't think him strange for saying such a thing. "Thanks. I'm kind good at the whole foot-mouth thing. Happens a lot." Way more than a lot, actually: it seemed as though things slipped out of his mouth before they could get properly processed in his brain. Got him in trouble sometimes.

Ran smiled. "really, it's ok. Hey, what do you like to so here? Let's have some fun."

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