Day One (Andrew Black)

[Mitsuki Park]

OOC: There's a reason why Andrew's name is the only one up there.

Same place.

Same time.

Different clothes. Consists of: Black beater, white hooded and loose short tee, dark blue jeans folded into capris, black boots. Studded gloves, couple of necklaces under the shirt, clear contacts, earring on her lobes and left cartilage...

And dog faithfully by her side.

Tick...tick...tick...

[Tyr Odinson]

"Wow, you actually came. I'll have to admit, I'm surprised"

Andrew came in from the same direction she had the day they had fought, his glasses once again reflecting off the same light they had that day. His clothes, which she had ruined completely, he had thrown away, and he now wore a white wife-beater, with a different pair of faded blue jeans. Over that wife-beater was a white t-shirt, and his white sneakers came up from under the slightly baggy pants he wore. It wasn't like him, to where things so casual, but for the next three days he had made sure to have no work, and therefore had no reason to appear like Micheal, his alternate ego.

He walked forward, standing in front of her with no emotion showing on his face, though his eyes looked over what she wore carefully. After getting it all in his mind, he wondered briefly why he did that with everyone he saw. He guessed it was from his job, from the things he did, that now it was just embedded in every day life.

Never can be too careful.

He leaned against the wall opposite her, placing a toothpick in his mouth as he did so.

"Andrew Black." He stated simply. It was obvious she would be wondering at his name, since he himself wondered at hers. Then again, she probably already knew his name, since it floated about the school due to they're recent fight. He didn't know how it had, since he hadn't told a soul, and he was sure she didn't tell anyone. He didn't really care, but he didn't like it when people talked about him. It raised alot of questions, an brought alot of unwanted attention.

He stood, leaning against the wall, waiting for her to finally give her name, so they could begin a trilogy of days that would end in a way neither of them could foresee.

[Mitsuki Park]

Andrew.

Andrew?

"Mitsuki Park."

Bad omen. Andrew's a common name, you know? So it shouldn't have been surprising, but to be perfectly honest, she was a bit disturbed. He probably didn't want to talk with here in front of the school just standing there, so she started walking toward a cafe that wasn't too far away. It wasn't really popular, but the food and drinks were, surprisingly enough, great. She wasn't about to drive because, lets face it, he wouldn't get in a car with her - or so she'd assume - and she sure as hell wouldn't get in a car with him.

"Grade?"

[Tyr Odinson]

Andrew pushed off the wall as she exited the alley, assuming she was taking him someplace where it would be easier to talk, and since he was unwilling to ride in any sort of vehicle with her, he figured she probably felt the same. He came up beside her, his longer strides making it fairly easy for him to catch up to her. He looked down at the dog, wondering if it would attack him since it had seen his former assault, or if it only did those things on command. He turned his eyes back up to the girl as she asked him what grade he was in.

"Junior" He said, then waited for her to give her grade.

After ward, whether she gave it or not, Andrew would ask a question of his own.

"Not to pry, but i noticed the subtle change in your eye when i told you my name. Care to share the reason?" He doubted it. It was most likely a personal thing, one he wasn't in a position for her to divulge. He followed her in to the cafe as he asked it, a place that, while not crowded, had one or two people sitting here and there. He wondered silently at how this event would go, whether it would be in his favor or not. She didn't really seem the open type, which was good since he wasn't much of a talker, but the whole purpose of the days spent with her was to learn about her.

He mulled over this. Was that really what he wanted? To "learn" about Mitsuki? He grew deeper into the thought. Was he here for weakness? No, he dismissed that idea when he first came up with the escapade. Did he want to see her speak, act, see how she treated people? Maybe, that was always a part of his analysis, to see if she was even fit to the title and responsibility she wore. He was like her in many ways: Closed, quiet, somewhat rude and yet cavalier in his own right.

Was he looking for a friend? He honestly didn't know about that. A part of him said no, but another part took the question and cradled it, carried it, basked in it, wondering if such a thing was even possible for him.

He would follow her lead, whether she took a seat or ordered out, and wait until she spoke to him again.

OOC((im sorry, i DO like to write long posts, ill try and shorten them up if you wish ))

[Mitsuki Park]

"Hn."

She did not reply with her own grade - it wasn't really important to begin with. By her Junior year, she figured she'd have enough credits to graduate high school with her attending summer school all the time for the sake of keeping herself busy. That, and being school captain is an all year round personal job that Mitsuki hates. Sometimes. If she truly disliked the title of being the school captain, she would have ditched it already and be leading a normal life. It was unfortunate, however, that after a week of having the title, she found some sort of unnatural attachment to...

"Not to pry, but i noticed the subtle change in your eye when i told you my name. Care to share the reason?"

Well, he was an observant fellow. Maybe that's why he wore sunglasses over his eyes - to stop people from noticing these little changes.

"Not really. Maybe tomorrow."

Nah, probably not tomorrow either, unless he was somehow really good at making friends. But it was not easy to gain her trust, and she was sure if Andrew met Andrew Black, a lot of hell would break loose.

[Tyr Odinson]

Andrew shrugged, dropping the topic as if it meant nothing. He wouldn't forget, and would ask again tomorrow, and the next day if need be. He wondered, briefly, if talking to her might reveal very little, and this would all just be a big waste of time. He didn't really know exactly what he was even going to talk to her about, so he guessed anything he asked or discussed wouldnt be a total waste of time. She wasn't exactly the talking type, which was fine with him, but not the target of todays purpose. He would take his seat, and look around to see if anyone was around him. Nobody was, the nearest person being across the room, the other person having finished his meal and left. Andrew looked to mitsuki.

"So, Mitsuki, you got any family going to 259?" He grabbed a toothpick that happened to be sitting at the table, swiftly tucking it away in his mouth, replacing the one he had just thrown on the floor, as he asked the question. It wasn't particularly important, but it was always good to look out for the family of the person whose title you intended to strip from them. If she answered with a yes, he would ask who it was, and what they're relation to her was. If she said no, he would move on to the same question he would ask if she didn't answer. "Tell me, are all your answers no or non existent? Because that kind of defeats the purpose of the entire day." This question would lead up to more important questions, deeper things he hungered to discover about not only her, but himself.

[Mitsuki Park]

"No."

"Tell me, are all your answers no or non existent? Because that kind of defeats the purpose of the entire day."

If he was asking if she had any siblings, she wouldn't mind answering, only because Reita could do things that Mitsuki probably wouldn't even be able to comprehend. Though, this is where things kind of get difficult. Mitsuki having been living with Reita thinking he was her older twin, only to find out that Reita was a different Reita, and that her actual older twin had just recently passed away. Not only that, but she had a niece who was now living with her biological parents, and everyone in the family supposedly knew about this.

Except her.

According to Reita, Mitsuki already had enough stress and finding out about her deceased twin brother - who she really never knew, yet at the same time felt some sort of connection - wasn't good for her health.

"Had three brothers."

But now she was curious.

"You?"

[Tyr Odinson]

Andrew was a little surprised he got more than a few words out of her. Four, to be exact. He winced mentally as she spoke another of her one word questions, throwing the same thing back at him with a sudden "You?". It cast him deep into thought, knocking him down a notch as he lowered his eyes.

"I have a sister, just born three weeks ago." He said softly, almost to himself. He hated the thought that she was going to be going through the same childhood he had, only the difference was, Andrew would make sure she knew his number, and where he lived, so she could come and find him any time she was scared or lonely. He wouldn't tell mitsuki all of this of course, but he thought about it for a few moments as a small smile touched the corner of his lips. Shaking his head lightly, he brought his eyes back up to the girl in front of him.

"What about friends. You have many friends mitsuki?" He said, just making small talk. He felt a little more relaxed since there weren't any men around trying to pick fights with him. Thats what he liked about women. They didn't needlessly start shit. This was a chance for him to show his more.....personable side.

His mind grinned.

[Mitsuki Park]

Either he didn't notice anything about her words, or he didn't want to pry. Regardless, she was relieved that he didn't ask her about the fact that she said, 'had three brothers'.

Mitsuki wasn't very good with kids, or so she figured she wouldn't be. A child deserves attention and love, deserves care and tenderness that every mother should provide for their son or daughter. It was unfortunate for Mitsuki to come to the conclusion that she make a horrible mother figure, so the thought of ever having children of her own doesn't really, well, exist.

As for friends?

"One."

She looked down at her dog, who was laying beside her feet. Was Andrew Choi considered to be her friend? Possibly. She doesn't know.

A waitress came up and asked if they wanted anything, and Mitsuki merely shook her head. Maybe she'd order a drink later, but as for the moment, she wasn't hungry nor thirsty.

"I'm not exactly social."

Stating the obvious? Quite possibly...

[Tyr Odinson]

Andrew shrugged a little as she stated that she wasn't exactly social. He was finally getting some conversation, though she wasn't talking as much or for as long as he'd like her to, but at least it seemed as if she was trying. He didn't know if she had any real motive to be here, or even why she gave a damn, but he was thankful that she had taken the time out for it. WHY he was thankful, he wasn't sure, but he was. He had also noticed she used past tense when reffering to her brothers, but had decided upon hearing it to save it for a later conversation. He didnt want her sealing up like a cocoon because he asked one question that could be saved for later.

He leaned forward a little.

"And is that how you like it? Not having any friends but one?" He looked up at the woman and ordered a chocolate shake, then turned back to mitsuki.

"You sure you don't want anything" He grinned. "My treat" He said a little dumbly yet tried his best to be "nice".

[Mitsuki Park]

Did he want an honest answer? Because truthfully, Mitsuki didn't think much about 'friends'. Her mind was always occupied about other things, but to say that she didn't think of 'what if' questions about friendship every once in a while would be a lie. Perhaps if she were more like her old self, then she would be surrounded by people to converse with. But that was then, and this was now.

"Content."

See, she had a problem with trust, like many other people. Having been lied to on so many occasions, it's only natural for Mitsuki to be picky about the people she decides to associate with, if ever.

"No, I'm fine. Later, perhaps.."

But she continued thinking about his first question. She wasn't so sure why, but the thought of having more than one friend was a bit odd to her. Because one, her friend that she mentioned is her dog, and two...

Well. Perhaps it wasn't the feeling of being 'odd' at all, but rather a feeling of 'fear' due to unwanted feelings of attachment.

[Tyr Odinson]

"Content? really? That one friend must be a hell of a person to leave you content with them" He had two friends. His left handed desert eagle and his right handed desert eagle. As for friends in the people sense, he had none. He wasn't sure if he liked it that way, but it wasn't really an option. He turned back around after mitsuki had denied his offer of something to drink or eat, the waitress walking off to get his shake. He looked to mitsuki for a few minutes, then spoke again.

"Well, content or not, there must be some reason you don't have many friends. Care to share what you think it might be?" He was doing exactly what he had said he was going to do the day she agreed to this. He was asking questions that to him seemed important. He didn't know, yet, if it was going to go anywhere, but they seemed important nonetheless.

He took the shake as the woman gave it, tossing down a ten and telling her to keep the change. He took a drink from the straw, setting it off to the side a little as he continued to stare at mitsuki.

[Mitsuki Park]

"Content? really? That one friend must be a hell of a person to leave you content with them."

Person? Hm. If Sikai understood the human language, which he was not trained to do, he probably would have barked in protest. She could say that Reita was her friend, but he wasn't - he was her brother. She could say that Andrew, the other Andrew, was her friend, but she was having mixed feelings about him. Unsure of what to do with him - if she should accept him as he once was back when she lived in Korea, or if she should reject him as she had constantly been doing so up until recent times. He helped with Sikai's training, after all.

"Trust is rather difficult to acquire."

Well. Difficult if you wanted Mitsuki's trust. She did not trust her own parents, biological and step. There were two people. One is her older brother, Reita, the other is Valekin, her teacher. Her trust for Reita was on a thin wire line, where as Valekin, she doesn't really have a choice. He is her Sensei, after all.

...not that she even knows that her Sensei's name is Valekin. Ironic, right?

"That, and I prefer to keep to myself."

[Tyr Odinson]

He was a little stunned by her statement.

Trust is a thing hard earned.

Thats what he always told people when asked why he didn't have any friends, or why he was so standoffish and avoided people as much as possible. His estimation of the girl rose a Little. Not that he was underestimating her abilities, but he thought she just might not like having friends, or else just didn't like talking much. Hearing a phrase come out of her mouth that was near identical to his own was strange, to be sure. He knew she didn't talk much, but he hadn't really thought about a reason for it all. He wouldn't ask, instead looking down at his watch, then back up to her.

"I see. Well, i can understand that, since i, too, like to keep to myself."

He felt strange, since he was talking entirely too much for his own good.

He leaned back, folding his arms across his chest as he appraised her face and eyes.

"Do you like cars?" He would ask, out of nowhere. It was random, to be sure, but there was reasoning behind it, though she probably wouldn't guess as to what that reason was.

[Mitsuki Park]

He asked her about cars. Was it because he had seen her car back in the parking lot the day before? Her Evolution, that seemed to be quite the sporty vehicle? Well, it her car was once red, but after some people keying her car, she did a paint job and voila. Beautiful, isn't she? But still. She wasn't a huge fan of cars; if she had the choice, she would walk everywhere, but it was a shame that everything was so far away. Gas prices were also going up, and she hated having her parents from Japan keep stocking up her bank account because of gas.

"Depends. Why?"