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[SATOSHI MASAO ITO]

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Furred lips parted widely exposing pearly white fangs and
razor sharp smaller teeth as he yawned, expressing his
sheer boredom in sitting here. He had been doing so for
the past couple of hours, and it was starting to get to him.
He hated being by himself for long periods of time.. and for
good reason -- there was nobody to praise him.. nobody to
tell him how attractive he was, in either form.

You see, Sato here.. is a shifter.. like everyone else in the
school. His alternate form, the one he's presently occupying,
is that of a jet black British Bombay cat. Otherwise known
as the 'parlor panther', he takes pride in how he looks... and
having nobody around to tell him this.. should be a downright
sin, really. Or so he thinks.

When he's feeling more human than feline, or when he has
to speak, he simply changes back.. to a man of Japanese
descent with jet black, jaw-length hair; chocolate brown eyes,
and lightly golden skin. In either form, you can simply call him
Sato or Satoshi.. unless you're a student, in which case he
prefers Ito-san or just something at least decently respectful.

As he sat there, tail calmly swishing back and forth, lightly
skimming the things that sat on his desk in an order only he
understood, there was a knock at the door. His pointed ears
perked up, golden eyes snapping open to see who had
come to visit him. Since he very well couldn't speak and
didn't really feel like shifting just in case it was someone
he didn't care to see, he simply stared at the door, hoping
the person -- whomever it was -- would at least poke thier
head in to see if he was here since his door was cracked open
just a bit to allow fresh, cool air in from the hallway.

STATUS # WORKING; RATHER BORED
FEATURING # SATO-KUN and... WHOMEVER.
WORD COUNT # 316
NOTES # YAY OPEN THREAD! xD
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

[TATSUYA MATSUMARA]

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Tatsuya Matsumara wasn’t exactly sure what it was about this day that made him so restless. It couldn’t possibly be the lack of trouble, could it? Of course not all of his students were idiots. Surely some of them could carry themselves for more than a day without fucking something up or doing something retarded. Though, perhaps that just put him on edge because he knew eventually something would happen. Something would disturb the peace that had settled around the quiet school.

Though, perhaps it was just the fact he was bored out of his mind. His little rainbow was busy molding the Japanese language around the feeble and weak minds of his students so he couldn’t possibly seek out affections from him. He didn’t really care to wander aimlessly around the school. He might run into a brat with a problem and be requested of assistance. Tatsuya didn’t understand why the students at this school couldn’t figure things out for themselves. How ever were they going to survive the world if they didn’t suck up their problems and move on with their life? Ugh, perhaps he should make sure his office workers weren’t wasting the free time they had. Paper work was to be done and he couldn’t have them doing nothing about it. There shall be no painting of nails or gabbing on the phone while there was something to be done. Yet here he was, silently complaining about there being nothing to do as he fiddled with his little, silver lighter. Yep, that certainly is what he was going to do.

He tucked the lighter safely into his pocket before pushing himself up and out of his chair. Quietly, he moved out of his office and past the front office workers. He gave them nothing more than a simple glance to make sure they were doing what they were supposed to. Slowly, he made his way out of the administration office and disappeared into the counselor’s. He might as well check on them, too. Especially a certain Satoshi Ito. He especially didn’t like that counselor. Though, he hardly liked a member on his staff.

With a rapping of his knuckles, he waited a moment before pushing the door open. Yes, he saw the pitch black cat in the room but his eyes roamed around as if he didn’t. A rather perplexed look manifested on his face and his voice was soft as he spoke, “Sato-kun?” he waited a beat, “Mmm, must not be here.” Still, he stepped into the office.

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^{TAG – Satoshi Ito
WORDS – I don’t like counting
NOTES – Sorry in advance for Tatsuya’s douche-baggery
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}

[SATOSHI MASAO ITO]

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Lovely.. the one person I didn't want to see..

[/color] he
thought as he sighed, seeming rather annoyed. It was no
secret that they didn't get along.. most everyone either
knew it or sensed it when they passed each other in the
halls. Tatsuya was a snake.. and he a cat. By nature
alone, they weren't supposed to get along.. let alone
thier human personalities. Not to mention Sato
secretly wanted Tatsuya's job.. and Tatsuya was
never going to allow something like that.. so here they
sat, day in and day out, the electricity between them
getting more and more dangerous by the minute until
it would inevitably make them both explode.. but for now,
Sato was keeping his ego and negative energy well in
check. He needed, wanted, and liked this job.. and in
order to keep it, he would need to continue biting his
tongue in Tetsuya's presence.

Standing, he turned tail on the attractive principal
and made the short leap from his desk to the seat
of his chair. Sitting, he looked at him a moment before
transforming back into a human who wore the same
bored, unimpressed expression that had donned the
cat's face only moments before. "Tatsuya... how
nice of you to visit me. Is there something I can do
for you?" he asked calmly, his fingers laced
together as his hands rested in front of his body
while his elbows were propped up on the armrests
of his chair. His tongue eased out as he wet his
lips, his eyes focused on Tatsuya's. Whether it was
out of respect or a silent challenge for territory, he
wasn't sure. He'd always done it -- looked into the eyes
of the person he spoke to -- so it simply came naturally
now. He didn't really care either way at this point.[/center]

STATUS # WORKING; RATHER BORED
FEATURING # SATO-KUN and TATS-KUN.
WORD COUNT # 304
NOTES # THIS SHOULD BE FUN...
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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Tatsuya was well known to hold his anger in check. At least when he wanted to. Dealing with snot-nosed, little brats day in an day out has helped him build quite the patience. Occasionally, yes, his patience wore then and he did have moments of a fiery temper that he unleash in an instant. And, damn, did his anger burn and burn and burn. His temper was exactly like a fire. It needed certain things to survive: fuel, some sort of spark or ‘ignition’, and oxygen. Oxygen he could never run out of. And he always had fuel stored away, ready to burn. It was just that spark he needed to light it, but when it caught the fuel, did it burn. Tatsuya had quite a nasty temper when he let it slip.

The short headmaster slowly made his way closer to the desk. He reached a gentle hand out and stroked his fingers against the edge it as he slowly made his way behind it. “Mmm, where is it…” He honestly didn’t know what he was looking for but he had to give the feline counselor an idea of a reason why Tatsu would be here – especially since he seemed to be pretending the other wasn’t present.. He honestly had no reason at all. “I can’t seem to find it. Perhaps it’s in… here…” and now he was just trying to piss the man off. With a quick hand, he tugged a draw open, dark eyes gazing into it. A small frown curled his lips as he didn’t seem to find whatever it was he was looking for. And even after Satoshi had reverted back to his human form and started to speak, he ignored the man, continuing his fake little snoop of a hidden item. He edged the draw below it open before he decided that he was being childish. Pretending a person wasn’t there when they so obviously was wasn’t only immature but it was rude. Like he cared for the latter…

He allowed his gaze to drift up the body of the counselor’s, chocolate eyes tracing over his legs and snaking up his torso before settling on his face. “Ah, Satoshi. It appears you are here…” he paused for a moment, standing straight again and resting a hand on the corner of the desk. “I was just looking for some white out. I was writing something and had been using a pen. Turns out I’m not as perfect as I thought I was.” His voice was level and calm. No hatred for the man seeped through and he even allowed a forced but convincing smile touch his lips.

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^{TAG – Satoshi Ito
WORDS – I don’t like counting
NOTES – Most definitely
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}

[SATOSHI MASAO ITO]

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He appreciated the attention Tatsuya paid to his body as he gave him a once over, but he did not, however, appreciate the principal snooping in his meticulously arranged things, looking for something that wasn't there. He was a snake, just as his other form suggested, and even if he weren't, he was of the belief that he'd dislike the man just as much. He did his best not to roll his eyes as he answered him. "I have nothing of yours, Tatsuya, and even if I did, I would throw it out the door then sanitize the entire room after," he told him in response to the comments the man had made while incorrectly assuming that he wasn't here.

He tried to keep the feline side of him in check, resisting the urge to snarl and hiss at him that crept up, as the self-entitled jerk continued to stink up his area and touch seemingly all of his things. As the dark-haired male rounded his desk once more and stopped, leaning on the corner of it, he made a mental note to dig out the sanitary wipes that he kept stashed in the small filing cabinet behind him and wipe down his desk once the other left. He gave him a tight-lipped smile, keeping his dark eyes focused on his face. "So I am.. but you already knew that,"

[/color] he replied, straining to keep his words and tone civil.

"White out? Are you serious? Your office is not even five steps from the supply closet, not to mention you should already have about five bottles of it in your desk just for moments like this - like I do," he stated. Shifting a neatly bound stack of papers over to the side, he picked up the white out pen he had been previously using to mark his own files. "I was using this one, but you may have it. I suggest you restock if your secretary hasn't already... provided you even needed it in the first place," he finished, showing his distrust of the other man. Even the snake's smile didn't settle his mind about him - it was just as fake as he tended to be.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

SATO'S STATUS # ANNOYED...
FEATURING # SATO-KUN and TATS-KUN.
WORD COUNT # 368
NOTES # URGE TO KILL RISING...
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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Oh, now, now. There was no need for the rather… hateful comment Satoshi made. Surely he wouldn’t have to sanitize the entire room if something of Tatsuya’s managed to find it’s way in here. Though, the idea that Satoshi disliked him so much to go to such great lengths to clean up was amusing. The principal might just use that to his advantage. Yes, he knew that it was such a… jerk thing to do but did he care? Not likely. The short headmaster simply did what he liked when he liked to. Whatever notions came about him will be carried out if he wishes them to be.

Aww, was the poor counselor starting to show a bit of an attitude? The small smile faded from Tatsuya’s lips and instead turned down in the corners in a hint of displeasure. His gaze swept over the desk, studying the neatness of it. Where should he cause a little bit of chaos next? He sighed quietly, his voice still remaining as calm as ever, “I didn’t feel like digging through the supply closet, Sato-kun,” he stated softly and reached for the pen in his grasp. “Arigatou.” He was about to turn and leave before he decided that because Satoshi seemed to have just a little bit of an attitude, he could stay just a tad bit longer. It wasn’t like he was busy and neither was the counselor. He had been lounging about like the lazy feline he was. And it had been oh-so long since he’s spoken with the other…

He turned on his heel and went around the desk again as if he were planning on leaving. “It’s been so long since we’ve had a decent conversation,” he said with a little smile as he closed the counselor’s door and sat down in a chair in front of the desk. He settled himself back, showing the other that he didn’t plan on leaving anytime soon. The white-out pen weaved slowly through his fingers as he skillfully spun it. With a glance at the name plate on his desk, Tatsuya leaned forward and rubbed his thumb over the corner of it as if he had seen a smudge. He had just wanted to leave one and set it askew just a little. “How are you?”

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^{TAG – Satoshi Ito
WORDS – I don’t like counting
NOTES – for a while there, i thought you weren’t coming back
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}

[SATOSHI MASAO ITO]

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Sato-kun..

[/b] How he hated the rather demeaning honorific. -Kun usually meant you were below the person talking to you.. either that, or you were a child.. and while he was below Tatsuya's position as principal, he wasn't a child.. and wasn't about to be treated like one. "Then send your secretary, Tats-kun," he replied, his answer to Tatsuya's childish nickname for him just as smirking as his tone. "The gods know that you're probably far too busy to do it yourself... or was it lazy? I can never tell the difference with you.." Yeah, he was probably going to get some major backlash over this, but truth was truth, no matter who it was directed towards.

He nodded, acknowledging Tatsuya's thanks. "Mondai nai," he told him cooly, his tone almost an utterance. Hope rose in his chest as he watched Tatsuya move towards the door as if he were about to leave.. and that same particle of hope died in the same moment when the other male sat in the chair in front of his desk usually reserved for students. He sighed, getting the feeling this was going to be a long day.. and this snake wasn't making it any better. In fact, he was making it worse.. not to mention he was the cause of said feeling.

"It has.. and I'm just fine, thank you. How about yourself, Matsumara-san? Doing well, it seems.. since you're up and about, terrorizing your employees," he said, grinning devilishly, "especially this early in the day. Aren't snakes like yourself nocturnal for the most part?"[/color] It was said that cats were largely nocturnal as well, but it seemed as if he had no good time of the day sometimes.. he loved to sleep.. and would be doing so at this moment in time, had a certain snake not slithered under the crack in his office door on a search for something that didn't exist.. like his humanity.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

SATO'S STATUS # annoyed..
FEATURING # sato-kun and tats-kun.
WORD COUNT # no clue, too tired to count..
NOTES # nah, i just have no sense of passing time.. even with a 'to post' list..
CREDIT # ironicallize_it @ caution 2.0

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Oh, just keep calm, Tatsuya. Just let that little disrespectful slip add to the fuel. The fire will burn eventually. There was no need to get your pants in a knot, now, was there? Satoshi was so obviously withering with contempt at your presence. You have enough of a presence to affect him… He can’t affect you. The headmaster really was a bully, wasn’t he? Going out of his way to make someone feel inferior to him… He hadn’t always been like that, has he? He couldn’t remember nor did he really care at the moment.

Tatsuya’s soft smile remained on his lips as if he hadn’t heard the almost derogatory suffix added to his… nickname? Tats? What kind of name was that? Was he just too lazy to add that last little u to the name? He had to stop at Tats? Ugh, why had this beast been allowed into the school in the first place? Tatsuya honestly couldn’t think of a good enough reason. Never mind… It didn’t matter. Tatsuya simply just ignored the comment that followed it. That was his way of tending to things he didn’t like whether it be work, children, or people. It was usually the way he went about dealing with Satoshi. He simply ignored the counselor. It was less trouble than actually acknowledging his presence. What a shame he had decided against doing such a thing today. He almost regretted it. Almost.

It wasn’t enough to make him get up and leave. No, the headmaster remained sitting in the chair just across from Satoshi. He crossed one leg over the other and rested his free hand in his lap. All the while, his other hand toyed with the pen endlessly. “That’s good to hear, Satoshi,” he almost purred and refused to use any sort of honorific with the other’s name, “I’m doing fine as well. A little burdened by work but fine.” His smile widened just slightly at the nocturnal comment added, “I prefer the heat of the sun instead of the frigid face of the moon,” and it was true. Though it was boredom that pushed him to bug his employees. “Aren’t cats nocturnal as well? I suppose that’s why you’ve been lazing around at work, hm?” With a curious little tilt of his head, his dark eyes remain fixated on the other.

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^{TAG – Satoshi Ito
WORDS – I don’t like counting
NOTES – for a while there, i thought you weren’t coming back
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}

[SATOSHI MASAO ITO]

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"Well that's nice to know,"

[/color] he admitted. "I believe we're all feeling that way, so you're not alone."[/color] His laugh echoed deep in his throat as his dark eyes narrowed ever so slightly as they stayed on the other male. He was nothing if not observant. "I'd forgotten about that, to be honest. Snakes are cold-blooded, aren't they? My mistake,"[/color] he said as he feigned an apologetic tone. However that cat-that-ate-the-canary smile spread slowly across his handsome features, giving him away as he nodded in response to Tatsuya's question.

"Yes, largely, we are. We sleep approximately nineteen hours a day then hunt at night. What we hunt for, however, is up to us.. whether it's a mate, food, or something entirely different. That is not, though, why I've been 'lazing around', as you so nicely put it,"[/color] he affirmed, his grin fading away at the last part. "I sleep because I'm bored. It isn't like there's anything for me to do around here,"[/color] he continued, extending his hands out to his sides just slightly to indicate thier surroundings. "My group of students, the R to Z's, is quite possibly the smallest we have.. and they don't seem to need or want much guidance,"[/color] he said, with sarcasm practically dripping from his voice. No, guidance counselors weren't as needed as they had been in the past, and his ever growing span of naptime was proof of that.

With that in mind, he was nearly tempted to ask if there was an open slot anywhere else in the faculty. Something a little more... exciting. A little less boring. Most days, he simply felt like staying home in bed... maybe then his days would be a bit more productive. He doubted it, but it was possible. He just needed some spark in his workday... and these friendly spats with Tatsuya just weren't getting it anymore. On second thought, was it possible to have two faculty positions at the same time? He couldn't see leaving behind 'his students', no matter how lackluster his job had been so far... if only to add some positive energy to his day. Not to mention.. if he were at the forefront of a classroom... he would have people paying attention to him... hanging on his every word... and he loved the thought of that, indeed.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

SATO'S STATUS # feeling a little catty..
FEATURING # sato-kun and tats-kun.
WORD COUNT # no clue, not gonna count..
NOTES # dragging muses to the keyboard is tiring.. xD
CREDIT # ironicallize_it @ caution 2.0[/size][/font]

[TATSUYA MATSUMARA]

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Tatsuya’s attention started to drift toward the pen in his hand as Satoshi went on to explain the activities of cats. Frankly, Tatsuya didn’t give a shit how long they slept or what they did when they were awake. The only reason he pointed out that cats were nocturnal was because the other had claimed snakes were. He didn’t need a whole summary of the mangy animals. He wasn’t a cat nor was his precious Cyan. Really, he didn’t like the animal that much. However, his attention was drawn back to the black haired man as he continued. Slowly, the pen ceased to move between the small fingers of the headmaster. His dark gaze peeked up at him from below midnight lashes and honey colored hair. The smile had faded from his lips and left a dramatic and blank expression. As if he hadn’t noticed that Satoshi wasn’t busy, he glanced around the room, his expression melting into that of faux shock.

“Nothing to do?” he gaped, forcing his eyes to widen, “I had no idea you had absolutely nothing to do.” Gradually, his gaze fell back on Satsohi and his tone held an air of bluntness, as if he was instructing a kindergartener on how to paste paper to paper in order to create a lousy collage, “Well, if you honestly have nothing to do then, obviously, we don’t need this position,” he paused a moment before continuing, “And I don’t think we need you.” His gaze jumped around the room once more and there was yet another split-second pause, refusing to allow Satoshi the time to respond, “Though, maybe if you weren’t so catty, your students would visit. There are a lot of seniors, after all, and none of the other counselors have problems getting their students into their rooms…” His voice trailed off and he pursed his lips. With a tilt of his head, he gazed at Satoshi sternly.

After a moment, that pen started to spin and weave between his fingers once again.

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^{TAG – Satoshi Ito
WORDS – I don’t like counting
NOTES – for a while there, i thought you weren’t coming back
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}