WHERE HAS THE TIME GONE [open]

[INOUE TAKUYA]

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[NAKAMURA SETSUNA]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][style=background-color: #fafafa; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 300px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #494949; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: 3px;]words idk · tags takuya, open · notes let there be pinkettes [/style][style=background-color: #fafafa; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #494949; padding: 5px; width: 290px; margin-left: 3px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 180px; overflow: auto;]There was a certain amount of pride that Setsuna took in being lazy. She knew she was intelligent, (who didn't!) and knew that she only had to put minimalistic effort into everything to get decent results. She hated work, anyway. And more than anything, she hated putting work in and getting little out of it. She liked to believe that it wasn't just 100 percent intelligence or competency or whatever, but there was a little bit of luck that had to do with it too. For opportunities to appear, you just had to be at the right place at the right time, and if you weren't, well, it was sucks for you. So she made it a rule not to try too hard, lest someone saw and thought that everything that she did, as a Nakamura, wasn't effortless. It was certainly a vain reason for the rule of thumb, but nobody needed to know that. Setsuna wandered into the student council room lazily after a long time of avoiding work. She had been fooling around with the other clubs, claiming that she was gathering data on which clubs needed more funding, which was not only complete bullshit, but something that was on low priority at the moment, when she decided she was bored of that. Crunching numbers was certainly not a bad job to do for her club, and there was a lot of it to be done. So she had thought, ey, why not. Stepping into the room, she eyed the lush furniture with half of a smile (best idea you've had, Takuya.) and stepped towards where she had filed the paperwork away. Instead of the expected papers, however, Setsu blinked as she spotted Takuya sleeping alone. ""No," he murmured in his sleep, "..not okay..." Setsu widened her mouth, covering it with one hand. He was sleeping! And sleep-talking! And it sounded really...... cute! "Preeeez," Setsu leaned forward, grinning wickedly, "Prez, you're asleep! You better wake up or who knows what I might do to you!" She waited for his response, affectionately thinking of all the wicked things she could do to him while he was like this. Ahhhh, his sleeping face was really cuteeee. It'd be pretty easy to take advantage of him. Setsu leaned forward and pressed her mouth against his, and, for a bonus, used her fingers to pinch his nose. At this rate, he would have to wake up.[/style][style=background-color: #fafafa; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 300px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #494949; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 3px; margin-bottom: -3px;]template by john of ote & btn[/style]

[INOUE TAKUYA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; background: #f1f1f1; padding: 3px][STYLE=text-shadow: 1px 1px white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; color: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: -3px; border-left: 10px solid #ee8b7a; margin-left: 10px]summer dreams ripped at the seams[/style][STYLE=background: #f6f6f6; color: #7C7C7B; font-size: 10px; margin: 10px 0px 10px 10px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify]"Ugh,,,just... five..." he began to mumble as Setsuna threatened (?) him, though the prospect of her propositioning him wasn't all that bad. Smiling, he reminded himself to lavish his affections on his beloved little treasurer-- once he had the energy to do so. He began to protest as she kissed him, and only began struggling in earnest as she clamped his nose between her fingers. Suddenly, he stopped (though his instincts were screaming at him to try to breath), and opening his molten gold eyes, he smirked into the kiss, assuming his typical smug expression. Takuya snaked his hands in her hair (pink, like his), and deepened the kiss for few moments, reveling in the girl's soft lips. Finally, mortal as he was, he ran out of hair, and tearing away from his would be rapist, he took in a deep breath before allowing himself to speak. "More like what I might do to you," he purred, settling his head back on his arms, but this time half-awake, still tired from his long day of evasion. [/style][STYLE=background: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; padding: 1px; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; color: #f1f1f1]but oh, those summer nights[/style]

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[NAKAMURA SETSUNA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/S9CXo.jpg); padding: 7px; width: 400px, bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][style=background-color: #fafafa; padding: 5px; float: left;][/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][style=background-color: #fafafa; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 300px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #494949; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: 3px;]words idk · tags takuya, open · notes let there be pinkettes [/style][style=background-color: #fafafa; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #494949; padding: 5px; width: 290px; margin-left: 3px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 180px; overflow: auto;]Setsu chuckled as Takuya began to kiss her back, snaking his hands into her hair and smirking into her mouth. She raised her eyebrows at his slightly and enjoyed the deepening of the kiss until he finally let go. She knew he'd have to breathe eventually, and admittedly, he had put up a pretty good fight before coming back up for air. "More like what I might do to you," Takuya purred out as she flicked his nose and wandered to go look over some papers. "Pfft," Setsu flipped through some papers, looking for the ones that she was looking for. "Lets be honest with ourselves here, Prez. Between you and me, I like it better when I'm topping." She grinned and waved around a folder before plopping down next to her friend, "I just think I'm better at it." "So what, have you just been sleeping around here? Talk about lazy!! Man, what would the student body say if they saw this?? The president of StuCo, leaving all his work for his poor, poor subordinates," Setsu melodramatically swooned, fluttering her lashes pitifully at Takuya. "I thought you were too good for this, Prez. I thought, but what use is thinking? You have disappointed my standards." Setsu chortled, flipping through the folder. "Kidding, of course. I don't have any standards for you nyeeeeh-heh," She smirked. "Actually, I'm rather impressed by the fact that you're so good at dodging work. Man, I mean, I thought I was pretty great at that, but look at this. You're just lounging there and I'm.... starting to do stuff! Talk about crazy. On the plus side, however, you just look like a little treat when you're asleep, Ta-kun. Hehe. I could just eat you up." [/style][style=background-color: #fafafa; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 300px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #494949; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 3px; margin-bottom: -3px;]template by john of ote & btn[/style]

[INOUE TAKUYA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; background: #f1f1f1; padding: 3px][STYLE=text-shadow: 1px 1px white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; color: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: -3px; border-left: 10px solid #ee8b7a; margin-left: 10px]summer dreams ripped at the seams[/style][STYLE=background: #f6f6f6; color: #7C7C7B; font-size: 10px; margin: 10px 0px 10px 10px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify]"Well,", he said, brushing off the insult with practiced ease, "we'll have to prove that sometime, won't we?" he finished, grinning at the pinkette. Chortling at her scold, he spoke. "Isn't that how it goes? All play, no work? You're getting rusty, Se-chan. I might have to demote you back to," he said, pausing for effect. "Nakamura-san" he said, in his best imitation of the voice of one of the more nasally sounding teachers in the building. While such an open mocking of someone else, a teacher no less, would have seemed overtly cruel of him, Takuya had no such hesitation at such things. "As you know, dear Se-chan," he said, taking on the guise of someone more suave, "I am a man of many talents," he spread his hands and shrugged it off like it was nothing, those 'talents' of his. "Besides, I'm sure you'd make a much better treat than little old me," he said, grinning. "I'm certain of it. Please, be my guest and sleep here while I watch you and decide." [/style][STYLE=background: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; padding: 1px; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; color: #f1f1f1]but oh, those summer nights[/style]

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