The Religious and the Delinquent (Ryax + RV)

When her father had dropped the news, she'd been shocked, horrified almost. They were leaving the country because he was appointed an important diplomatic position in another country? More to be precise, Japan, a country where the Catholic church didn't have much influence? Then came the biggest revelation and shock for her, she'd protested the moment he stopped talking. She was to attend a Japanese school, without any knowledge of the language what so ever. But he'd had that covered, she received a private tutor later that day, teaching her Japanese to the point where she knew it fluently. Luckily, she had an ear for languages, or she'd never have understood anything.

That was three months before this day, but as she was riding in the back of the big sedan with her father, the driver staying silent up front, she thought back on the day when he'd told her. She'd been there a week, and it was time she begun studying again. "Do you think they'll like me, Father?" She asked softly, looking over at the tall man in his suit sitting next to her. "Don't worry, Lisa, you'll be fine sweetheart." Her father replied calmly, the school coming into view of her window as she let out a sigh.

This would be the first day of her new life as a student in Japan, a transfer even. She'd received the school uniform, but found the skirt too short so she'd supplemented with her own skirt in an identical colour. As the driver pulled up outside the gates, she opened the door, slipping outside. She wore a pair of tennis shoes, the knee length stockings that were part of the uniform in white, a navy blue skirt that went to her knees. Beneath those, she had a pair of white panties, and covering her upper body, a white, matching bra along with the standard buttoned up shirt, tie and uniform jacket. She looked perfectly presentable, though obviously foreign with her pale skin.

As she made her way, somewhat insecure and nervous, she remembered where she was headed, her auburn hair flowing lightly in the breeze as she walked towards the front doors, a shoulderbag on her shoulder containing the books she'd be needing along with money for lunch and her cellphone. Around her neck hung a silver crucifix, in the pocket of her jacket lay her rosebeads, one hand gently in and holding it, counting and silently praying around it. She didn't want to say anything as she got to her classroom, knocking on the door. She then entered, seeing everyone where there, and she was a bit late. The teacher turning towards her, a somewhat old lady, yet she had a nice smile and seemed to recognise her.

The cell phone's alarm clock was ringing and buzzing, making it's pure annoying presence noted. A grunt could be heard from under the covers as they flew off, a hand angrily slapping the phone on the nightstand to shut it up. After a couple of slaps, it went silent. A figure heaved itself up to it's feet, dressed only in a pair of black boxer-briefs, groaning and grunting, stretching it's body and flexing it's lean muscles and showing off it's apparent scars adorning parts of it's body as a loud yawn escaped it, the bleak sunlight shining through the semi shut drapes and lighting up the beings smooth and slightly tanned skin. The beings hair adorning it's head was medium-short, very ruffled and pitch black. That being was Sora.

Sora was a second to last year Japanese High School male student, attending a rather decent school in terms of social standards for Japan. He was not what you'd call a typical Japanese student, he didn't have good grades and quite frankly, he didn't care much for school or education in general. He was what you'd call a typical Japanese delinquent. Always getting himself into fights, not really caring about the environment and the property of others and most of all, didn't really care much for rules that restricted him unfairly in general.

Sora stepped out of his large, soft and traditional futon bed, quickly putting on some pants that had been tossed on the floor and a tight shirt alike. His pants were pitch black and rather large, had a lot of pockets and details, coupled together with the thick leather belt with knotted metal adorning it, kept the pants securely fitted to his hips. The pants as well had some metal chains hanging from some parts, connecting between some sewn on folds on his pants. His shirt was a red one, tightly fitting to his body and barely disguising his lean musculature beneath. He yawned again, walking over to his apartment room door where his coat hung. It was a thick and black one, much detailed like his pants, many pockets and details adorning it all over, although no chains. He swept it off the door and gracefully slipped his arms inside the arms of the coat and swiftly had it on.

He walked into the bathroom and let the sink run a bit as he yawned again, leaning himself down and splashing his face with ice cold water to wake himself up. He ran his hands through his hair, ruffling it up some more as he shook his head, the water spraying around the bathroom and he leaned himself up again with a sigh. "Damn school.. Making me get up so early..", he said with a low and muttering tone as he went out of the bathroom. He glanced a look at one of his apartment walls, an old bow hung up neatly and securely together with a quiver and some makeshift looking arrows contained within. "Good morning Masamune. Looks like we have got another day ahead of us." he said firmly but yet softly. Picking up his backpack that had not been opened since he had come home last night, he swung it over his shoulder, letting it hang by one of it's straps as he opened his door, went out and closed it with a loud bang, a locking sound was heard as it locked itself neatly behind him.

He got out of his standard, bleak looking apartment building and headed towards the down town of the city, towards his school. The sun was shining bright, the birds were chirping happily and the people outside were all heading somewhere, buzzing off peacefully to wherever they were going. "Hey Sora!", a young and energetic child cried out happily, waving towards him as he let an honest smile adorn his lips and waving back, "Hey Kaiza, you little runt!", he exclaimed a bit playfully and cheerfully as he continued with more sincerity, "Run! You're gonna be late for your bus! Remember! Do everything I wouldn't do!". Kaiza cheerfully nodded and ran off towards the bus and got on it.

As he got to school, shoving up the doors to his school and mainly his classroom that was at the second to highest top floor of the school, he was a bit early compared to everyone else, he liked to keep it that way so that he wouldn't be so bothered by the teachers and annoying students roaming the halls. He sat himself like usual at the far corner bench, by a window overlooking the courtyard, heavily thudding his back down on the floor next to his bench. He leaned himself back against the wall in his chair, crossing his arms as he put them behind his head and yawned loudly again as he watched the courtyard. After a while, students started streaming into the classroom, soon it was buzzing with noise and happy chatter. No one had seated themselves next to Sora, which was not surprising. His class consisted of model students with high grades, and he was the only one not performing on par. He barely scraped by with his grades, not putting much effort into it but still passing the classes ever so slightly. No one wanted to sit next to the delinquent after all, he was a shame to their class.

The teacher entered and a silence brewed and washed over the remaining students. Sora just watched everything, like a clockwork the teacher put her books down, every student taking out their books, a irritated glance was tossed by the teacher at Sora, a warm and sarcastic smile tossed back at her and then the event that broke the ever so perfect morning clockwork appeared. The turning of the doorknob and opening of the door after the teacher had entered. A young yet captivating, prudent, pure yet stylish and fitting woman stood in the doorway that immediately caught his attention, she was clearly not from around, her pale skin not befitting one of a general Japanese heritage. Was she lost? He eyed her briefly, taking in her sights as he sported a quiet 'Hmpf' as he looked out the window again.

The teacher exclaimed, "Oh, yes of course! I had forgotten this short notice arrival! Class, listen up! We have a transfer student joining our class! Please welcome with all your hearts and never ending passion, Lisa.". The teacher turned to the class that immediately stood up, all but Sora. They cheerfully greeted Lisa then the teacher motioned for them to sit down as they did eventually, quieting down ever so slowly. The teacher turned to Lisa and smiled, "Please take a seat wherever you like.", she said with a candy sweet tone to her manufactured voice as she motioned over the classroom. The teacher looked at Sora who just looked out the window and she said after snorting slightly, "You should probably avoid sitting close to the far corner over there. Sora is.. probably not the kind of person you'd want to make relations with...", her voice had changed to a slightly disgusted one, her face was also grimacing at her words.

Lisa bowed, thanking the teacher and the rest of the class for the warm welcome, turning to bow to them too. She knew enough about Japanese customs to know how to greet others and behave around others. "Thank you Ma'm." She said softly, hearing the words about Sora as she then noticed he was the only one not wearing the traditional uniform. Not that it mattered to her, she knew there were no rules for their year when it came to clothing, as long as it was appropriate and the teachers didn't complain.

So she noticed three vacant spots, one next to a girl who seemed overly excited, one next to Sora, the delinquent she'd been suggested to avoid, and the final spot, all alone in the back of the class. Biting her lower lip, Lisa knew she had limited time as she made up her mind quickly. There was no way she would sit alone, though as she moved through the rows, she could feel everyone's gaze on her, especially the boys. Obviously they weren't used to foreign girls as she felt a blush on her pale cheeks. The empty seat next to the girl was on the row before Sora. Though she was in debate as she slowly walked towards the end.

She then decided, she'd try and sit next to Sora, even if he was a delinquent, or looked a lot like it, she was sure she would be able to make something good come of it. Everyone seemed disappointed though as she slipped into the seat next to him, pulling a strand of hair back behind her ear, giving her the chance to look at him out of the corner of her eye as she picked her books out, noticing where they were before also picking a notebook out.

Though the weird part of her was, she couldn't take notes in Japanese, everything she wrote was done in the latin alphabet, in Italian, so if he watched, he would probably not understand anything. Though she followed along easily, sharing her thoughts on the topics they crossed, she seemed to almost ignore Sora. At least until the end where the project was announced. It was then that she was struck with the cruel reality of what was going to happen.

Their teacher stopped the class ten minutes before, reminding them of the project in pairs, though as Lisa had just joined that day, the teacher gave her a slightly sad look, letting her know she would have to be paired up with Sora for it. "And Sora, I plead you, be gentle on her and help her. If not for your sake, then at least for her sake." She said, letting the class off a moment later.

Sora didn't pay any attention to anything that was happening in class at that point, his focus was out the window and watching nature do its thing. He didn't even bother to notice that Lisa had sat herself next to him, she being the first for quite some time now. Some people had been sitting next to him in the past, though eventually they had moved or switched class for reasons he could not care less about. None of his books adorned his desk, it was clean as a whistle and begged to be used for education and learning.

The teacher began class the same as always, Sora didn't even glance away from the window once as the morning procedures went on. But when he eventually heard the new girl speak, it seemed rather close, turning his head to look her way, only to see her sitting on the bench next to him. He couldn't help but to be a little stunned but quickly just figured she was not the brightest of their bunch, sitting herself next to him despite the teacher's pleading. Though, it gave him a better chance to glance his eyes over her, taking in her presence and aura. Her beautiful hair. Her neatly and plainly uniformed self. Her foreign traits in her face and body. She seemed to largely ignore him as he glanced her over so he peaked a bit curiously at her notes as well, clearly not in Japanese. They were roman letters and he could read the words without fault, but he couldn't understand what she was writing since it was not in English. He shrugged a bit as he returned to looking out the window for the most remainder of the class.

As the lesson drew to a close, ten minutes before, as always, he knew that the teacher was going to halt everything and remind them of the project they would be doing. He knew he was going to be working alone on this project, just like always. No one wanted to work with him and he didn't want to work with anyone in return, it was perfect harmony as he could just simply barely pass it like usual. However the project this time was for the span of a couple of months and was quite large, but they did get to choose what they would want to work with despite what kinds of classes they had or were to be taking.

The shock and horror that formed on his face could not be described coupled together with that his jaw dropped, when the teacher paired him together with the new girl, pleading him to be nice to her. As everyone else packed their things, and made their way out of their classroom as the bells rang, Sora had stood himself up, already having his bag on his shoulder as he glared down at Lisa. A harsh 'Tsch' was heard form him as he kept glaring at her, his voice filled much with displeasure and informality as he said, "Why'd you have to come here and mess everything up. Now I have to work with... you.". He started making his way back out of the classroom as he growled angrily and a bit threatening, "Just stay out of my way and I'll let you take credit for the work and pass the project!". He was already out of the classroom, rushing his way a bit down the stairs to move to the school's courtyard.

Sora usually withdrew to the outside unless he actually had to be held inside for various reasons like the weather or people wanting him fight him or take him down a peg, in which they usually failed. He had a nice and cool spot in the shade of a large tree a bit away from the school in a park not that far away. He liked to hang out there when he was not fighting someone or hanging out with his buddies, and today it was one of the days where his buddies have classes when he didn't, so he couldn't hang out with them for the entire day. Naturally as a result of this, Sora quickly headed towards the park to catch some lovely nature. Although he could not see them yet, a small posse of delinquent looking young people approached him from the sides. In the lead were someone who called himself Sora's mortal enemy, Kai, which was kind of funny as Sora took him down each and every time without breaking much of a sweat. But he still kept on coming, and today was just a day like that, he was going to challenge Sora once again.

As the class finished and Lisa begun packing up her stuff, she heard Sora's voice, at first the disgruntled sound, but then his words. Why would she mess it up for coming there? And then as he left the room, his other words came, making her gasp out and blush. Stay out of it? Take credit for his work? She knew she couldn't do that, but why did he have to be so rude and blunt to her? She was filled with questions as she slowly stood up, looking out of the window he'd been sitting by. She could easily smell his scent there as she let a sigh rip from her throat. She ignored the others, just watching as he went outside under the shade of a tree.

How could one be so rude to someone they didn't know? She was just a stranger to him yet he spoke like he knew her. She bit her lower lip, determined to change his mind in that moment. She left the classroom, long strides from her slender legs, easily captivizing the guys she passed. Being foreign was a brand on it's own in Japan and she had it fully, her brows furrowed, her brain working overtime, coming up with ideas for motivating him. She didn't want to simply pass on his work, she wanted to get top marks, to impress her father and her family. She wanted to show the world that she was smart at what she wanted and knew how to get it without being a rich snob.

Though as she came out, she noticed him by the gates, leaving the school. She knew it was allowed between classes, but she felt like he had given up already. Though stern, she pushed her legs forward, urging herself to try and catch up to him. Though as she followed him, he was easily able to keep distance between them, her strides becoming smaller as she got further away. She knew she wasn't supposed to leave the school grounds, but she had a mission in her mind. Something to do in her spare time from now on, to try and convince him that she was alright on the bottom and that it would be good to work with her.

Then she stopped, the sight of the boys surrounding him, the fight seeming to rattle as she gasped. If it was that many against Sora, how would the outcome look? Was this why he slacked so much in school? Questions filled her mind again as she ducked in behind a tree, out of sight, yet watching him, her knees trembling lightly. She'd never seen a fight before, not so close at least. And she was curious to see how Sora would do, especially when the odds were so much against him.

Sora had sat himself down in his usual place, sitting himself down, closing his eyes and leaning himself back at the tree, releasing a soft but deep sigh. Although he had just sat himself down, a disturbing breeze caressed his hair as he opened one of his eyes only to lay its gaze upon the frequently reappearing posse and their ever so futile leader, Kai. They were standing a bit away from him, outside the schools grounds but clearly demanding his attention and respect as they glared at Sora. A deep and disgruntled sigh left Sora again as he with much effort stood himself up, leaving his backpack behind as he was confident in shortly returning to his cool spot under his tree.

He had no idea that Lisa were following him, blatantly thinking that she'd just stayed back, accepting his proposal in having them both pass the project without her having to do anything. As he moved out a bit out though the school gates, a much familiar event happened, it always happened when he was involved with Kai. The event being that Kai's underlings surrounded Sora and left him no escape from their scene of challenge. "Good morning, Kai. Today is not a very good day, I'm not very compliant as a few unfortunate events have happened.", Sora said with a very informal and a bit irritated voice, yet firm. Quickly Kai returned his informality and growled, "Like I would care! Sora, today is the day where I beat you FAIR AND SQUARE! I've been training all out for this chance!", he pointed at Sora and again growled out loud, "GET HIM, BOYS!". Three men from the posse ran towards Sora, growling as he himself sighed, "Fair and square you say?".

The first man to arrive threw a heavy punch, directed at Sora's head. Sora gracefully stepped aside, almost being grazed by the punch, his hand sliding along the mans arm on the inside as he moved his body forward, firmly locking the mans arm in Soras grasp to play with as he planted his palm on the mans face. Since Sora had a great opportunity here, having his entire body weight shifted forward, the mans arm securely locked in his and the mans center of gravity shifting and following Sora like a puppet, he only pushed what he considered lightly, thought the impact of the mans face versus Sora's palm was great, it didn't break anything but left a nice palm mark across his face as Sora sent him flying back from where he came from, crashing into a couple of the other men. Sora turned, almost his by the other mans leg that was aimed for Sora's head as he ducked, grabbing onto the leg as it swung by him and pushed upward, sending the man into a summersault as Sora simply planted a firm kick to the mans stomach, sending him flying back into the posse on the other side. The third man quickly upon him as Sora evaded his heavy punch, stepping into him and beyond him, much like the first person as he planted his palm on the mans chest backed with his other hand holding his wrist steady; A heavy palm push from Sora sent the man crashing into some other men of the posse, coughing a bit but Sora knew that he would be fine.

The heavy push had rendered Sora a bit encumbered and had to recover for a brief moment, that's when Kai took his chance. As Sora turned to face him, a kick was already in the air, fully connecting with Sora's face as it sent him tumbling backwards on the ground a bit. Kai's posse took the chance, swiftly moving up to Sora and held his arms and stood him up as blood trickled out of Sora's nose and lip. Kai took the moment to connect another kick across Sora's chest, knocking the air out of him as he coughed a couple of times. Kai laughed and spoke victoriously and demeaning, "This is it Sora. I have finally defeated you and taken your place as 'The Lion' around here!". Sora shook his head momentarily to regain his composure, gritting his teeth together as a growl escaped him, the musculature in his body contracting as he pulled his arms together, slamming both of the men holding his arms together and knocking them out as he leaped towards Kai. The brief moment that passed between the sure victory to Sora leaping towards Kai, one could see how Kai's face turned from demeaning and excited to a horror that could not be described face. Sora's face was one of extreme anger. Sora had arrived in mid air to Kai, wrapping his arms around Kai's neck and slamming his forehead onto Kai's face, letting go of him at the same time and Kai flew backwards, tumbling on the ground as a small stream of blood followed him in his wake. The posse gasped and fled as Kai crawled up, limping away in fear. "I'll say it again! You have no hope of winning even with the help of your precious posse! Go home and do something worthwhile with your life!", Sora yelled after Kai as he turned around and started walking back towards his tree and backpack.

After a little while of walking back, knowing full well that the posse and Kai had now fled away out of sight, he started coughing a bit as he generally turned to look sore and more vulnerable then anything, blood still trickling down his lip and nose as he reached one of his arms around his chest, a sharp wincing and groan escaped him as the pain surged through him, causing him to cough a bit more. They had bruised a couple of rib cage bones on each side of him, making it hard and painful for him to breathe accordingly. He kept walking towards his tree, still very much intending to sit down and relax until next class was upon him, though a bit slower and with a more of a dragging feeling to it, like he was struggling.

Lisa gasped, seeing the fight, watching the first graceful moves of Sora, though she knew what came of it, when men were brutal, they usually hurt each other. And even though some of the men were quickly overpowered, she eventually watched as Sora took somewhat of a heavy beating. Her gut churned, the sight of blood made her feel queasy, unsure of herself as she looked away for a moment. Though the sudden slamming sounds made her look up again, her heartbeat having increased, her breathing somewhat erratic. How did she dare look at them fight like that? What did she even have to do with it?

She then saw Sora jump, Lisa letting out a loud gasp as the other boy was sent back, blood running from his nose. Though she was worried, her maternal instinct telling her to take care of the delinquent, she held herself back. At least for a bit as she watched him look out for his injuries. She then shock her head, someone had to do something. And slowly, she stepped out from behind her tree, her hands moving into the shoulderbag she still wore, grabbing some of her tissues.

She stepped forward, a stern look in her eyes, though as she got closer, noticing how much he was struggling to walk, she softened, her heart throbbing somewhat painfully. "Sora...." She said as she got close, moving to him quickly. "Let me help you." She said, letting her arm around his waist gently, trying to support a bit of his weight. She knew she was pushing herself, her religion and her beliefs by doing so, but she just couldn't help herself and her want for helping others. "Sit and let me look at your injuries." She told him softly, her voice gentle, passionate.

It was obvious that she wasn't going to let him go as she pulled out a tissue, dabbing it over his nose and lips, moving in front of him to sit on her knees. She put her other hand firmly on his shoulder, pushing him down so he wouldn't get away. "We need to talk, you and I, without you being rude to me." She then told him, her voice firm, she would stand her ground. He wasn't going to get away with the two just passing. She wanted to put her back into the project, to work and prove herself, though she knew it would require his cooperation, otherwise they would never get done. And she had to find a way to make sure he would help her and listen.

Sora was walking along, staggering a bit as he made his way to his tree again. Everyone that had been present as the fighting had started, had now fled away to shelter somehow, it was only him and Lisa around. Suddenly he heard her words, caused him to jump a bit out of shock, making him wince a bit more as he growled with a clear wounded tone at her, "I don't need any help!". Though she still moved in, wrapping one of her arms around him to try to support his weight a bit on her, he winced as a precautionary measure in though that it would hurt more, but it did indeed relief some of the stress and struggling he felt right now. He was not one to say it, but he enjoyed it a bit, being helped and taken care of, but due to the circumstances it was a bit unfortunate and pained him more having her help him and even seeing the entire fight.

He grunted a bit out of pain as she helped him to sit down next to his tree, leaning him against it softly. He wasn't going to yell at her again, she was after all just trying to help him, but he felt his ego being a bit bruised and felt himself wanting to push her help away, he could clearly fend for himself after all, getting home and being in class wouldn't be much of a problem. But she was the first one to help him other then his buddies, at least since the times before things started going dark for him. He winced a bit as she dabbed his lip and nose with a tissue, cleaning the blood away from his face. His lip had been cut a bit deep, but would heal without much problem. His node was just bruised, looking the same as before but with more blood slowly running down his lips. Suddenly she moved to be sitting in front of him, he tossed her a reserved yet slightly curious look.

He winced slightly as she pushed him down a bit by his shoulder, his chest bruises hurting a bit but it was all fine. He wanted to push her away but he refrained from it, she had just helped and cleaned him up after all. He parted with a deep sigh as he looked deep into her eyes, his expression was a bit relaxed, like the one he had in the classroom but more focused, focused on her. "... Fine.. I guess I can't run away from that now, huh.. I owe you that much for helping me.", he said a bit softly with a hint of surrender lingering in his voice. He quickly followed, honestly trying to be sincere and not being rude about it, "What is it that you want to talk to me about?".

Lisa could tell he wanted to push her away, she could feel the rejection lying just under the surface. But also the acceptance, he would let her take care of him, at least for now as she kept dabbing the blood away, making sure he didn't look too much like a mess, though also noticing the changes in him, that he slowly begun to look more seriously at her. She couldn't tell why as she hadn't had that much experience with people who weren't religious, but she figured it was worth a shot.

"Good." She said, smiling softly as she got a new tissue for cleaning him with. "We need to talk about our project." She told him. "I'm not going to just let you do it for the sake of passing, that would be a joke to my ambitions and myself." She told him. "You must understand that much at least, I study because I want to prove myself." She added, sitting back on her legs, watching him, her hands in her lap.

She was a gentle person with a gentle, soothing aura around her. "Do you have anything that you want to do it about? Or should I bring in a couple of themes?" She asked, hoping he would be willing to share the burden of the workload with her, especially since she knew she'd put her heart and soul into the project, although it would also mean that they'd spend a lot of time together, maybe even entire evenings. It sounded a bit romantic in her head, but she knew it wouldn't be, especially not if he kept pushing it out until last moment.

Sora felt that she had helped him just about enough now, cleaning him a bit more then she needed too and that he could tolerate for now. He moved his hands softly, almost swatting and pushing her arms away but he didn't want to hurt her. "That's enough..", he said with a low, firm and retracted tone.

Sora listened patiently to her words, and slowly, very slowly but surely realizing and letting the fact that he was actually not alone for this project to sink into his mind. He still didn't want anyone else to work wish as he could fend for his own just perfectly weather it came down to a fight or to studies. Sora sighed a bit again as he said a bit softly, "Look.. You seem like a genuinely good person. I don't want to drag you down along with me. So I might as well comply with what you ask of me, doing us both a favor so that we can get this mess over with and you can get away from me as soon as possible..".

He looked at her, clearly frowning at her words as she asked him if he had anything that he wanted to do the project about. His eyes averting and looking away for a second then returning themselves to looking into hers, "Uh.. No, I don't.", he said lightly. His lie was as clear as day to himself, shown in his eyes and his movements at that point, but he hoped that it wasn't as easy for her to see it. What Sora really wanted to study about, was archery. He was in fact a really great archer, even inheriting a very old, ancient and powerful war bow by his parents that had disappeared a couple of years back when things had begun to take a left turn in his life. But no one knew that he had any other side to him then just being a delinquent, let alone his many other secrets that not many others knew about either. "I think it would be best if you chose something that you'd want us to do.", he continued firmly, although quickly adding and spouting out a couple of ridiculous themes, "But make it something fun and exciting, will ya? I don't want to have to spend months on an entire project on how crickets mate, how a bumblebee can actually fly, or how certain gases erode the ozone layers in the atmosphere..".

Although he is a great archer, he didn't want anyone to know anything about him, other then that they should get rid and be rid of him from their lives. The days before high school, he was actually a prominent scholar. He was talented in most things, chemistry, physics, astrology, biology, math, and much more so, in archery. During his years he had found a great friend in a girl of a class above him. It was a little bit taboo, but he found himself liking her more and more as the years went by. They had become great friends, bordering into something else, or so he thought. One day, he had approached her, mustering up his courage to tell her how he really felt. He got up to her, telling her how he felt, but all she did was to start laughing wildly and saying bad things about and to him as both of their friends had gathered and started to laugh as well. He had ran away from the scene, from the laughter, crying hard as his heart had thoroughly been crushed to dust. The next day she had left the school, she had moved far across Japan away from him, seemingly to get away from him and his ridiculous stupidity. She had been his world, his love. Shortly after, his parents had died in a plane accident. Everything he had held dear had been effectively erased, and all his relatives were either missing or dead.

From that point on, his heart had built a solid diamond wall around it to keep anything from happening. His studies had dropped, he stopped caring for what people thought about him and he started getting into difficult fights. The next more difficult then the last. Eventually he had been labeled a simple delinquent, his bright past had been effectively erased and forgotten and everything had been shut away as to not break him again. He didn't think about his situation anymore, but rather just let himself in on it and embraced it. This is how he lived his life now, not really caring about others, not caring about his studies and certainly not following most of the rules, at least not when other's were around. However he still had his former self safely tucked away inside of him, everything he read he planted in his memories, quickly growing smarter each day, he was still a very prominent archer as he practiced in secret every day as well. He wouldn't let himself fall back to who he was before, it was too painful to even graze those memories and emotions as of now.

Hearing that he had no ideas for what they could use for a topic. Though as he mentioned it had to be something fun and exciting, she remembered something she'd learned about in History. Putting a hand up to silence him, she shock her head. "It's a project, doesn't mean it has to be about something ridicolous." She thought about it for a bit, then came up with a sollution. "How about we do a project on the arrow's influence after introduction on the european battlefields in the middle ages?" She suggested, a smile coming to her face.

Little did she know just how much that might mean to him, though she had a hunch that it would pay off to bring something with her from where she'd come from rather than just trying to adapt to her new life. If she could combine them, that would be amazing. "Or we could do a project on the Holy Crusades?" She also suggested, being full of historic ideas. She was bubbly when it came to that, having amazing ideas for projects and other stuff, though at the same time deciding that he would help her decide for them what they would work on.

She'd never loved any man, except of course her father and grandfather, but they were her family. The simple fact that she'd been a Catholic for her entire time meant she didn't have time to date, she didn't express herself much sexually, and even if she did, it was all hidden away. She didn't want herself to be seen as most European girls, an object of sex, of the denouncing of the female sex as a whole. She was disgusted by those girls who looked like common prostitutes, which was why she strained herself so much to live up to her own standards, especially with her almost perfect looks. And she didn't even have a single slip of plastic in her face either.

Though she remained pure in the spirit, the cross around her neck symbolizing that, along with the rosary beads in her pocket. "Do they sound good?" She asked him, her eyes shifting a bit, becoming curious, though she'd noticed his lies, she didn't want to push it. She was sure he had a reason for lying and she didn't want to come off as rude, making herself a hypocrite after what had she'd told him. "Or do you want something more modern?" She added, obviously worried he might not have liked her ideas.

He stayed put, stayed silenced as she had put up her hand. His expression hadn't changed much, he did deserve it as he had thickened his stupid facade by introducing a no-go on ridiculous project themes. Sora gasped quietly when he heard her first suggestion, effectively masking it with a couple of coughs, again living through the slight pain that followed them. Her suggestion had been perfect for what he wanted, perfect for what he had at his apartment that they could use to fulfill their project specifications in a jiffy.

He was a bit lost in thought, his eyes a bit dreamy and blindly focused. Suddenly be blinked at her words if her ideas sounded good, regaining his moment and looked at her, slightly flustered over his thoughts. She also asked him if he wanted something more modern, in which Sora nodded lightly and said a bit softly, curiously and a bit insecurely, hazily showing a not so stern and withdrawn side of himself to her already, "Uh.. I really liked the first idea with the arrows influence on the medieval European wars.. but, if you don't mind..", his voice was quite insecure and almost whispering as he continued, "Could we mix in a more modern theme to it? I was thinking we could research how bows and arrows have evolved during the centuries within different cultures, comparing their effects, weaknesses and strengths against each other and their corresponding armors of the centuries, coming to a conclusion as to which century would be the best against what.. perhaps..?".

He looked up at her, his face one of insecurity. It was the first time he had opened up a little bit and actually had shown a bit of who he really was to anyone else for years. He was clearly a bit scared that she would reject his added idea. His eyes glanced away from hers, straying his thoughts so that he would be able to face it if she shut his idea down. He laid his eyes on her silver crucifix, dangling slightly from her neck.

Listening to him, Lisa nodded, understanding and seeing the change in him. She could tell he was interested in her topic, and it made her smile softly as she heard him out. "We can do that." She said, somewhat excited about it as she was tempted to lean in and hug him, but she refrained, remembering that he was still a delinquent and might not enjoy her hugging him. "But let's put our efforts into it, okay? Show them that you're really not as much of a slacker as you seem like?" She suggested, hoping to have gotten him motivated.

She then noticed his eyes glancing down, fearing he'd be staring at her body, she soon realised that he was staring at the silver crucifix, making her blush. "No one had asked about it." She whispered to him, leaning in closer, letting him get the light scent of her lavender perfume. "But I'm a devout Catholic, my entire family is. And I hold my values high and traditions." She admitted, knowing that it was important for her. "That's also why I don't show off anything, because I don't want to degrade myself." She added.

She kept her voice low, despite the fact that they were alone as she blushed softly when she realised that, making her lean back a bit. "I'm sorry if we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Lisa." She said, extending her right hand gently towards him, offering him a soft smile. She was hoping to have softened him enough up to make him accept her, at least for the duration of the project that was due.

A slight smile entered Sora's lips as he got that Lisa liked his addition to her project suggestion. It soon faded away though due to her following words, his eyes averting a bit, "Stop pretending like you know me..", he uttered quietly, a bit mumbling. He was, albeit his drawn back current behavior, very interested in this subject and was going to work more on this then any other project he had done before. He could provide them with much valuable starting information by him as he had practiced endless hours with his bow and arrows. He didn't want anyone to know that completely different part of him, and he was sure to not spare anything on this newcomer either.

As she leaned in closer to him, he himself leaned his back upwards a bit more straight as to get away from her a bit, drawing on a curious but still clearly defensively irritated facade over his face. He could faintly smell her delicate and dainty lavender perfume. In all honesty, Sora didn't want to smell it too much as it was just the kind of smell that could let him into a false security again after so many years. "Catholic huh.. We don't have that many like that around here.", he said while slowly returning to his more comfortable position as she leaned herself back.

With a bit of an indifferent look on his face, he reached his right hand out to hers and grabbed it softly, shaking it up and down as he replied, "Yea.. I'm Sora.". Staring into her eyes, almost glaring, he said again softly but sincerely, "It's good that you don't want to degrade yourself. Hold on to your high values, it's very important..", as he let go of her hand, retreating it back to lay limp on his lap.

Sora looked over towards their school, sighing softly as he said, "We should get back to school, class is about to start.". He groaned as he supported himself against the tree while slowly standing himself up. "You go first, I'll be right behind you. After all, even though you're unfortunately in a project group with me, you shouldn't be seen more then necessary with me. It would severely damage your reputation around here..", he was hoping that she would follow his advice. To him, Lisa seemed like a very nice and kind hearted person, plus she had told him that she held her values high and she even had very high self ambitions. He didn't want to ruin her social life in this city by letting her be seen with him. One might say that over the years, he hadn't gotten himself a very... good reputation to say the least.

"Sorry." Lisa had muttered after his words, not wanting to offend him or anything. She'd simply tried to encourage him as it had taken a somewhat wrong turn for her. Though hearing his words, she nodded afterwards. She had done her research, there weren't many catholics in Japan as she watched him, having been sure that he'd smelled her perfume. Not that she cared much about it.

"Nice to meet you." She smiled, hearing his voice, softer and better as she felt her heart grow warmer. He was really a nice person down under everything as she listened to him. "You should too. You probably have a reason for how you are and I'm not going to ask for it. Just please, don't shield yourself from everyone or you'll end up feeling lonely." She told him, offering a heart warming smile, sitting there calmly.

His words came a bit as a surprise, had they already been there that long? She shivered a bit as she stood up, shaking her head at his words. "That doesn't matter." She told him, smiling as she picked her bag back up. "I'll walk you back in, you're injured so I won't leave your side until school's over." She told him, moving over next to him, offering her arm for him to lean on her. "I feel like the merciful Samaritan when I help others and it makes me feel good about being who I am." She admitted softly to him, blushing as she made sure to walk back in with him.

She'd sit down next to him again though, pulling her books out, and the notebook, to take notes in Italian once more, though she looked over at him once in a while, somewhat worried he might've been injured a bit too much by the fight.

Sora listened to her caring words about how he should not shield himself away, frowning at their sure deep impact on his past. Her kind words hit him again, offering so easily to help hm through the day, despite him being a delinquent. Sora couldn't help but to part with slight smile and a chuckle, uttering a couple of words a bit softly as his smile changed a bit to a more accepting and playful one, "Fine.. Thanks.". He winced slightly as he moved to steady and support himself a bit on Lisa as they a bit slowly headed back to school.

Eventually they had made it back to school. Lisa had been seen together with him and helping him, causing many to share strange looks between each other and pointing and whispering amongst each other. He didn't mind them but couldn't help but to feel a bit bad about how she had her reputation shaken so hard because of him. But he was also quite happy that someone genuinely wanted to help him when he had trouble.

They had made it back to class, as they went in, Sora still supporting himself on Lisa a bit, the class had gasped a bit, staring at them but not daring to say anything. An awkward silence enveloped the classroom as their stepped broke it, clearly sounding through the deafening silence. They made it back to their seats, Sora groaned quietly as he sat down, sighing softly as he could rest a bit.

Class quickly started after that, the teacher walking in and sighing at the sight of Sora being hurt, again. She didn't even bother to do anything about it this time as she begun class. Again he looked out of the window upon the sun kissed outdoors. Once in a while he would turn his head, glancing over the classroom and looking at Lisa for a short moment. Eventually he shared a look with her, sending her a slightly smile as he quickly looked back out the window again.

Lisa could feel their eyes on them as she helped Sora back in. She could tell just how judgemental they were towards her, though also that they already had decided not to share anything with her. She was helping someone they had deemed an outcast, meaning she might as well join him. But she didn't care, she was happy at her first attempt to make a Japanese friend. So they could stare all they want, talk bad all they wanted, she would help Sora when she found it suitable.

Though the gasp that came when they entered the class shock her foundation. She had never realised that the sheer act of being helpful and gentle to other people would create such an athmosphere towards her. She was being the kind, helpful soul she'd always been and back at her Catholic school, she'd have been praised for her gentle spirit and nature. But here, it seemed the exact opposite, her reward for actually helping someone who seemed like he needed it, was met with rejection.

Though the sound of their steps being the only thing heard, she didn't care. She would close them off, if they couldn't accept that this was how she was, that would be their fault for missing her company as she sat down with him. She'd let him goof off in class, look out of the window, her pen dotting down over the notebook once their class began again. She knew it was lunch break after and they'd have two hours off before the next class so she was pondering already over what to get for lunch.

Though as she heard the bell ring, after a class where she'd tried to say a lot, but had been cut off half the time, she turned to Sora, giving him a smile. "Do you want to go find somewhere to have lunch? My father gave me too much money so I won't mind buying." She said, slowly putting her stuff back into her bag, letting the other students pile out in their own pace.

Sora registered every word that Lisa said during class, weather he seemed to pay attention or not. He had actually gotten a little irritated over how the other students had cut her off much of the time, not letting her speak and voice her thoughts properly. When the bell rang and the class ended, it was time for lunch. They had a good two hours until they had to be back at class again. As Lisa spoke to him again, he turned his head, focusing on her as he ignored every look around him. "That would be nice..", he replied a bit insecurely and softly. He had become much more accepting of her now, finding himself in the fact that he was to do this project with her and that she was actually so very kind to him.

She even offered to pay for the lunch. Although he didn't want to push it and go to a fancy lunch place, anything that had good food was enough to lure him in. Which was fortunate because Sora didn't have any money to even eat anything remotely nutritious. He had been living on scrap food from restaurants, dirt cheap and stolen groceries from supermarkets. To pay for his apartment, he had to perform chores for the landlord, not much but still enough to keep him a bit busy, much heavy and dirty work. His parents hadn't left him anything, none of his relatives probably knew he existed and the government didn't care much for poverty around this area.

"There's a... uh... good Ramen place a bit away from here. It's a little off the map, but i can vouch for its great and quality food.", he said softly, sharing his thoughts with her once again, still a bit insecure and withdrawn as he's still not used to the idea after so many years that someone would actually want them and not reject them. "It's quite cheap, but it's really good, I promise..", he said, looking into her eyes as he put on a slight smile, braving to push his idea a bit further as he knew that she was not like the others.

Sora used to go to the same Ramen shop when he ever had the money, because of their nutritious and delicious food. He had even become friends with the staff, them helping him out when he didn't have much to pay with and giving him extra large meals and more nutrition, but lately he had not been able to go since he hadn't gotten his hands on any money and his body had been a bit sore from more apartment work and fighting.

Lisa heard his voice, noticing that it was the same as before, as she got up with him, and headed for the door. He would gladly spent time with her it seemed. "Ramen sounds good." She nodded. "And don't worry, I got a lot of money so there should be enough." She told him, smiling as she knew it would be good. Hopefully, they could also develop their project idea further while enjoying some lunch. It was all a good plan in her head as she followed him outwards, having looked back into his eyes for a bit.

Heading out of the school grounds, she thought a lot about Sora, how he was so strong as he was, what he ate and did in his spare time. Though she couldn't quite put her finger on it, she knew that he wasn't as rich as her family, if he had been, he'd have been much different. But there was something off emotionally as she bit her lower lip, walking outside with him. "So, take me to this Ramen place." She smiled, giggling almost as she turned towards him.

She was already planning out their time for the project they were on, though she also wanted to hear his side, his version on what he wanted them to do. So she stayed silent while they walked, waiting patiently to see where he would take her.

Sora got up together with Lisa and headed for the door, hearing her accepting words he smiled a bit. They soon had gotten themselves out of the actual school grounds when she quickly edged him on to take her to his Ramen place. Sora nodded and smiled a bit at her excitement as he started walking, having her follow him by his side.

During the way, they passed a luscious and green park with beautifully sculptures trees and bushes and a lovely pond in the middle, filled with koi and various types of birds. The Ramen place was a bit away, they would have to walk for a bit, but that would be no problem as the reward was great. As they walked, the buildings turned a bit more to the olden style of Japanese building culture, bordering into the olden Samurai intermixed with newer styles of grey and more colorful concrete. It was all a quite interesting and strange mix. Unfortunately there weren't that many people around as this district would often be referred to as the poor mans quarters. The houses had become a bit rundown, standing against the test of time and man.

"You might think that I'm going to take you somewhere shady, but don't worry, I wouldn't do that.", he said with the intention of reassuring her that it would be safe even though they had entered a bit of a lowly district. Eventually they had arrived at their destination, a small restaurant simply called 'Itadakimasu!'. From the outside it was lodged between two olden style buildings, towering above in comparison. It had a clean but yet a slight run down look to it. Despite the owners good intentions of keeping it up to standard with the buildings that weren't all run down.

Sora opened the door, a gentle plinging noise from an old bell was heard by the counter as the door was connected to it, making it move by a string when someone entered. The building was furnished with light wood, giving it a lovely olden type of feeling as the light that entered bounced around, creating something of a lovely atmosphere and glow to it all. There was a counter on the right big enough for a few orders, and a small opening with a sheet over so one could not see inside, leading to the kitchen.

An old man went up to the counter on the right hand side, looking down on the floor a bit as he polished a small saké-cup. "Welcome to Itadakimasu! What will you..", he looked up, spotting Sora and a shine gleamed over his face and a smile along with it. "Ahh, Sora! It's been a while since we've seen you here, you know, you could have dropped by even without having to buy anything.", he exclaimed, instantly assaulting him with a playful guilt.
Sora laughed a bit nervously and responded with a gentle tone, "Hello Mr. Izuragi. I know, I'm sorry. I've been having a rough time lately, not really even having the time to come visit, yet alone buy anything.".
"Not acceptable! Kizu! Whip up some of our best Ramen and all the extras, Sora is here!", the old man turned a bit and yelled loudly, getting a muffled response from the kitchen as he turned around towards them again and said softly, "Now take a seat and..", the old man said, pausing his sentence as he saw that Sora was for the first time not alone when he visited the shop. He let a soft 'Hmmm' escape him as he yelled again, "Kizu! Make that two..". The old man kept examining Lisa only to say softly and gently with a sweet smile on his face, "Now what do we have here, who is this young, foreign girl that has entered with our dear Sora?". The question was clearly directed towards Lisa and not Sora, so rudely bypassing him as the shop owner wanted to hear Lisa's words instead.

Lisa enjoyed the walk, amazed by the colours in the park, the sight of fish and chirping birds making her feel happy. Even though they went into what seemed like a poor neighbourhood, she didn't doubt that Sora would protect her if it came to that. "Don't worry, I trust you to lead me to a good place." She smiled, gently moving in, linking her arm in under his elbow. Even if they were seen, it was common for her to walk like that with other people, a friendly sign of trust where she came from. Though she looked around a lot, not seeing many people, she was pleased with the colours and eventually, the restaurant up ahead. It seemed to almost stand out on it's own, the big sign out front with the name on making her giggle.

Though as they headed inside, she gasped in amazement, her eyes growing big as she looked eagerly around, taking in all the new expressions and sights. Though as she heard the voice, she jumped a bit, moving in behind Sora until she heard that the two noticed each other. Slowly, she smiled and moved back out, standing next to him, though it seemed she hadn't been noticed yet. Her politeness and knowledge of the Japanese customs came in handy in those moments, and she patiently observed and waited, hearing the two talk.

Though as the man turned back, noticing her, Lisa couldn't help but blush, her eyelashes battering lightly. She was flattered that he was so gentle and sweet to her, though obviously he was rude to Sora in the way he approached her without letting Sora introduce her. "Hello, Mr. Izuragi." She begun, having remembered the name from what Sora had called him. "I'm Lisa, a transfer student from Sora's school, it's my first day with classes and I asked Sora to find us a place to have lunch so I could buy him some." She smiled.

Though obviously blushing, she was curious as to how good the food was, but she also leaned gently in against Sora's arm, somewhat afraid to make a mistake. "He recommended your place, and I don't know any other place so we went here." She explained softly, her voice gentle, almost angelic by then, though it was obvious she didn't know much about Japanese traditions and customs, she was willing and eager to learn.

Sora suddenly felt how Lisa slipped her arm in between him and his own, locking herself together with him as they walked. He felt that it was a bit inappropriate considering that they didn't know each other very much, but he also let it slide because he kind of liked it coupled with his thoughts that it was probably something that people did so casually from where she came from.

Sora really liked how Lisa was so cute and carefully, even hiding behind him as they started talking to each other. He actually smiled a bit as she used him as protection like that, it made him feel a bit more important than he already did due to her. Although she soon stepped away from her hiding, standing next to him as he and Mr. Izuragi talked. He didn't even mind that Mr. Izuragi ignored him when he saw Lisa, clearly understanding the situation a bit as Mr. Iuragi ordered a second serving automatically.

Sora listened to Lisa, she was oddly polite for a foreign girl, clearly she had studied the polite and honorable culture of Japan, clearly not understanding and exercising it fully, but clearly struggling and trying her very best. He felt how she leaned in against his arm again, he was starting to enjoy it a bit more, he was feeling more and more important to her.

Mr. Izuragi scoffed a bit as he said, "No need to be so polite in my presence if you're a friend of Sora's. His friends are my friends." he chuckled lightly as he turned around and headed into the kitchen behind the drapes, but not before he parted with a few words, "Please go ahead and take a seat anywhere you like, I'll be right out with your Ramen.".

Sora nodded and smiled as he looked at Lisa and then headed towards a corner table, semi-lit by the surroundings as he sat himself down and sighed delightedly. "This is going to be soooo gooooood.", he said very excitedly as he looked at Lisa.

Suddenly Mr. Izuragi emerged from behind the drapes, cooing a bit as he walked up to them and putting down two large bows of steaming Ramen. "Enjoy now you two.", he said as he went back behind the drapes. From the bowls, a lovely and full smell of traditional spices and various meats were intermixed, creating a lovely mouthwatering aroma. In the Ramen there were, of course, a lot of Ramen noodles, but also many different steamed and cooked vegetables and various assortments of meat, mainly chicken, pork and beef.

Sora's stomach groaned as he looked excitedly at Lisa, holding his hand over the traditional chopsticks and waiting for her to pick them up and enjoy the meal first. An eager "Itadakimasu!", he exclaimed eagerly, sending her a very bright smile for once.

Hearing that she didn't have to be so polite, Lisa blushed softly. She then noticed him turning around to leave, letting Sora lead them towards the corner table as she sat down with him. "He's really nice." She commented softly, her voice low. She wasn't used to people being so open towards others, but she figured it was because of the different culture she was behaving in now.

Though as Sora spoke, she nodded. "I hope so, you've given me such high hopes for the place." She admitted, seeing Mr. Izuragi come out a moment later with two large bowls. "Thank you." She smiled up at him, the scent catching her nostrils after a bit. It was enough to drive her stomach to growl loudly, making her put a hand in over it. "It smells amazing." She whispered, seeing the steam rising.

Though as she noticed Sora holding the chopsticks, she picked her's up, splitting them properly as she heard him calling out. Though she didn't know how to say it properly, she tried. "Itadakimasu!" She said, though obviously flawed. "I'm sorry if I look like I fail, I haven't used chopsticks before so this is my first time." She admitted, trying to hold them like he was as she waited to observe how he ate.

Though she'd be doing it somewhat wrong, she still managed to eat, laughing and giggling in the process. Though surprisingly enough, she didn't get her clothes stained with the ramen soup or anything else. She did manage to use the napkin to wipe her mouth with, she noticed he was done long before. But it was an amazingly delicious meal, and she couldn't believe how good it'd tasted. Though she preferred her home country's specialty, pasta, she didn't mind the Japanese Ramen noodles, they had an interesting taste and a nice feel when she had them, along with the fact that they absorbed the taste of the meat and vegetables easily.

Sora nodded, parting with a couple of equally low voiced words, "I'm their most frequent customer after all.".

As Lisa's stomach growled, he chuckled a bit and smiled, not being used to hearing that type of thing coming from a girl. He was beginning to like this foreign girl, she wasn't at all like all the others around him, event though she tried her damnest to fit in, it was all so clear that she was from somewhere else, but all of that just made Sora more interested in her. Even that she had never held a pair of chopsticks before simply amazed him, around here it was essential to eating, he knew that everywhere else they used something else called fork, knife and spoon, but he would still have thought that they had chopsticks available to eat with.

"Ahh! Then let me show you!", he said a bit happily and separated his chopsticks and held them as one usually did, thinking it was all to obvious to him he still tried to show her how to hold properly. It would still take her a while before she would get used to it but at least he thought he could try to ease her into it.

Sora smiled at Lisa's attempts to eat with the chopsticks, clearly flawed and clumsy but he didn't mind one bit. While Lisa was still eating, Sora had rushed his eating a bit, being how hungry he was and never having enough to eat, he was a bit starved and moaned while rudely devouring his meal. He finished his portion quite quickly, even gulping down the tasty and steamy soup stock. He put the bowl down and the chopsticks neatly inside the bowl as made himself a bit comfortable, patiently looking at Lisa, waiting for her to finish. Sora's stomach was all nice and warm from the lovely Ramen, and he was not hungry anymore for the time being, it all made him very pleased.

Lisa seemed to at least enjoy her Ramen. Sora knew that there was probably something she liked more, growing up with a vastly different culture and all. While she was eating he asked her softly, "What brought you here, to Japan and to our School?".

Seeing Sora trying to show her how to eat with the chopsticks, Lisa giggled. He was funny like that, at least in her mind as she could tell he was so used to eating like that. But it was more difficult for her, though she eventually developped her own middle groun on how to eat with chopsticks, she was happy to be able to enjoy the simple meal. Though she could tell it was prepared perfectly, she was wondering why the restaurant wasn't much busier. Though keeping it to herself.

She was charmed a bit by Sora suddenly, hearing him let out moans during his meal. He seemed to almost devour it against her way of calmly enjoying what she could get with the chopsticks. But she didn't mind, appreciation for good food was something she cherished. Though as she was about halfways done, he suddenly asked one of the questions she had tried to prepare herself for. Though it didn't come off as it had in her mind, she still replied him. "My father is a diplomat, and I was recommended the school we attend by the tutor I had to teach me Japanese." She explained softly, blushing a bit.

To her it seemed weird, being foreign, learning the new customs of a country she was going to live in. But she also enjoyed her newfound friend, however different they may be as she sat in a restaurant, eating Ramen with him for lunch. Her mind soon changed though, turning in on the project they still had to do as she looked a bit more interested at him. "So, share your ideas for the project. How do we approach the topic?" She asked. "Also, when would be best for you after school to work on it? Since I don't have anything to do after school, I'm available unless my parents request my presence." She smiled.