Sounds that Fill the Air [Nana]

Mako yawned as she passed down the hallway towards the recording studio in the music building. Today was the day she had to record her lyrics for her bands song. And since she was a bit too lazy to go all the way to Tokyo to record the lyrics at the studio there with the rest of her band mates, the next best thing was to record them here since there was studio. That way she didn't need to hop on a train or anything to do so. She turned the corner and proceeded through the doors. As she walked into the studio she saw the set up they had and liked it. A nice console for editing and all that. It was decent recording studio she thought. As she sat in the chair and looked around for a moment. Gathering in all the things she needed in sight. The mic the tape of the recorded music for the said song she needed to record for. Once she finished taking it all in. She popped the recording in and proceeded to listen to it to get her in the mood. As she started to practice her voice a bit. 

She set up the soundboard and all that, configuring it the way she needed to. And hit the record button. Luckily making it not record for minuet or two so she could get in the booth and get ready. After entering the booth and putting on the headphones over her maroon hair, as the music started and she started to bob her head up and down from the beat of the music. As she approached the mic and started to scream into it, making her voice very raspy and low and the lyrics flowing with the more metal tone. Until the chorus where her voice changes into her normal voice. (Song)

As the song went on, her voice switching between the screams and regular singing voice to make more of a post hardcore type of music. Post hardcore being the screams mixed in with regular singing. When the song ended so did the red light for recording. As she set the headphones down as she walked out of the booth. Usually someone would be there to help her with this process. But she didn't need the help, nor did she think that many people would want to help considering the music. And the fact that the song was sung totally in English. Since she could speak English fluently she sang in the language a lot because she thought the language was pretty mystical when sung. Especially the more metal type of singing with the screams. She was so fascinated by the way someone could alter their voice so much to sound like what she did. Hence why she sings like that. Plus it didn't help that from a young age her father introduced her to this type of music. 

Mako went and sat down at the console and started the playback of the song. As she listened to her recording. Tapping her foot along to the beat. Listing to every word she sung, wondering if sounded okay, or needed to be recorded again. But so far it sounded decent. Enough to pass, she thought. But she knew she could do better. But her voice needed a second to catch up. Screaming like that sometimes did hurt her vocal chords. So she decided to keep listing to the song over and over to see if she could change lyrics or enhance certain parts here and there. As the room was being filled with her music, to the point that maybe not all the sound was being caught by the sound proofed walls and leaking out into the hall. Which most passing by would probably be scared off considering the screaming and the fact that it was in English. 

awestruck! ;; Nana's a fan of all sorts of metal! ⭐⭐⭐ + Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 405 words +

Nana had finally reached the end of her routine. Just like every other day, she played until she grew weak- but somehow just enough to not trigger the limp in her right leg. She always seemed full of energy, full of life- actively working towards her goal, many believed it to be badminton Nationals, maybe it was to be a Bestseller, or something else. It wasn't very clear to her and that was supposed to matter. Scratching her slightly wet hair from the bath she'd taken, Nana felt herself reminiscing about the adorable bento some of the first years had made for her today. Typically, she'd be heading out to eat in the city, as it was way too late to get anything from the school's cafeteria once training was up. She smiled sheepishly, appreciating the still lingering taste of fried rice, fried chicken and whipped cream strawberries. The girls were...super nice here. So far so good! She wasn't one for music... That was the common belief throughout her life, Fukui wouldn't be any different. She didn't have time for it and nothing would change her mind so easily. Instead, she had one, meek little secret. Nana was definitely a metal head. She wasn't sure where the craving for it came from, but she always loved seeing how rockstars sounded as if they were venting their true emotions for the world to see, completely unapologetic as to whether the truth hurt of it didn't. They were just so damn cool! Imagine her surprise when that's exactly what she hears the second she opened the door. The music building had been made to be soundproof so that others wouldn't get disturbed- especially in the night time. Her instinct said to shut the door and leave her alone, she was probably recording something important, like a single- or a band...but; Nana was definitely awestruck, she couldn't understand a single word, but she was still so excited for this girl to hurry and finish up! Maybe she could throw a friendship shot, she didn't think anyone in the whole school would be interested in this type of music, yet here she was. So the raven-haired girl simply stood there, stiff as a board with eyes wide like two hazel ceramic dinner plates. Luckily, she would have to be a sturdy fixture there any while longer- the song was coming to a close by the time she stepped in.

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Mako sat in front of the console as she listened to the song with her playback. She tapped her foot to every note and listened carefully at her voice. As it continued, in her mind she proceeded to pick apart every single little detail that needed to be better. As she the long started to come to end. She groaned a bit. "Why can't my unclean vocals be more crisp and sound deeper. There are so many damn woman that can do uncleans better. Fuck" she yelled out as she just sighed a bit as she just stared into the empty recording booth, contemplating on doing another take or not. As she just kept staring into the room wondering what she could do do make her voice better. 

As she was about to get up she heard the door open even more, she must have not noticed the person standing there before. As she glanced back with her cold blue eyes at the figure before lazily turned her head in the direction. Mako looked at the girl, long curly black hair, lean figure, maybe almost as tall as she was, brown eyes that were just huge as hell staring at Mako. Mako just had an audible tongue click in annoyance as she turned away from the, albeit gorgeous woman back to the console. "What the hell you doing just barging in here when someone is already in here. Piss off" she said in a very noticeable annoyed voice. 

Mako hated a lot of things, but the thing she found most annoying was being interrupted, especially when it is the only thing that she finds joy in. Music for Mako was her life, her only connection to her father, a way to let out all the pent up frustration and anger. So to say her life revolved around it was an understatement. It was her life. Even more so now that she was at this school with a dedicated music program. Granted she wasn't accepted here for her singing potential. It was on her guitar skills that got her accepted. But that didn't stop her from singing and getting better and better. As Mako just glanced back at the figure, her blue eyes staring at the tall black haired girl. 

Notes: Talking in English........Talking in Japanese 

creep, she's not trying to be, but she feels like an absolute creep 😖 +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 108 words + she's kinda hot though,

Obviously, this girl was agitated... Though Nana couldn't understand a word in what she just said, she could tell it wasn't very pleasant. Dammit, if only she'd paid more attention to her English teachers!! Then there was silence- a certain brooding energy that told Nana it was a good idea to leave. However, as she was about to turn tail and leave, the girl caught sight of her. Hot damn- gorgeous blue eyes with the aura of ice hit her so hard. "S-sorry!" So she understood Japanese, the girl bowed slightly in apology, before standing straight. 'So she knows Japanese...' A sheepish grin rose to her lips. "I didn't know anyone was here- but then I heard you singing and...decided I wanted to hear the rest of it." She explained, blushing from embarrassment along the way. She felt like such a creep. "You sounded great, I didn't know there was another person here who actually likes metal." The girl went on, she herself wasn't here for music- but that didn't mean she didn't appreciate good vocals when she heard them.

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Mako looked at the girl, as she went on to explain why she was there and that she was allured to the sound that filled the air. Mako's gaze just sharpened at her after hearing her apology and explanation. Mako's gaze crossed over her quickly, she was very well built and slender, her dark hair complementing her body well, her face gorgeous with hazel eyes completing the picture. Mako found the girl very hot. More or so one of the hottest females she has ever seen. If it wasn't for actresses and models this girl in front of her would be number one especially with the clothes she was wearing, trendy but fit her perfectly. As Mako stood up from the chair, her dyed maroon hair being moved over her ear.

"Look at me, I am the definition of metal." she scoffed as she just stared at the girl with her icy blue eyes. As she was wearing her leather jacket unzipped to show a american metal band's logo with weird writing and a skull on the logo. She had put her piercings back in, so her nose ring was present, along with her ear piercings. Then her tight black jeans with some rips here and there near the knees really setting in that she was really fit and her curves being showed off by her tight jeans. Along with her black boots. She really was wearing the definition of outsider or a person that was really into the more heavier music. 

As she took a couple steps closer to the girl, pretty much right in front of her. This was the first time any girl was a smug taller than her, as she just stared at her. "Also I didn't sound great, it was passable. Compared to all the greats out there at metal, I am lacking so if you ever say I sound great again, I will knock you out." she said as she grabbed onto her sweatshirt and pulled her close to her face. Her icy blue eyes staring through the girl. "So try me miss gorgeous." she said up close an personal. Spouting out that the girl was gorgeous without realizing it which she has problem with. She speaks her mind, and her mind is thinking how hot this girl is. But she was still mad someone said she sounded great even though in her mind she didn't and needed to improve. But here is Mako being all aggressive like usual. 

deal with it,  ;; Goddammit, +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 235 words + n/a >,>

Nana felt her breath shut itself away in her chest. She was pretty tall for a Japanese girl, and that always caused her to be looked over unless people could see her face clearly. That and being told that she was too scary to date after seeing her on the court made this a new experience. Her was this girl analyzing her from head to toe. She felt like she could dig herself a hole and die there. Did she say something weird?? Even pink was easily seen on her cheeks. This was too embarrassing, dammit!! Sheepishly, she giggled as she scratched her chin. Well, she *wasn't going to take it back. It was a genuine compliment regardless of whether the girl liked it or not. It was when she stopped averting those honey, hazel eyes that her mouth nearly opened to hit the floor. She pursed her lips. Her mouth went dryer that the Sahara as she instinctively stared. She was so, so gorgeous...!  From the striking, wild maroon hair that framed her face so broodingly, the way her icy hues were so sharp they could slice Nana herself in half. She was really something.  "U-uh, sorry, I really thought.." She started, pausing abruptly as the girl grabbed her. She knew the girl was trying to threaten her, but honestly, her mind was running wild at how close she was, she could almost smell her. Gesturing with a defensive pose, she proved her stubbornness immediately. "Sorry you don't think so, I'm not taking it back by any means so...deal with it...I guess?" She laughed nervously. Crap.

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Mako held her a good portion of her sweatshirt in her hand as their faces were so close as her blue eyes just kept peering through the poor girl that decided to interrupt her practice and had the guts to say it was good. When she said she liked it and wouldn't take back. One of Mako's eyes started to twitch in annoyance. As her tongue clicked verbally with a tsk. As she shoved her hand into the girls chest hoping to push her back a little bit at her response. As she knew if she did something that violent she would be expelled. And if she was, her mother would be so upset with her. So she decided against because they were on campus. As she turned tail and walked back to the console. "You get a free pass because I think you are hot." she said in a very annoyed tone. Like why did this girl have to be so damn pretty. It was so annoying to Mako, just wanted to hit something or someone...

As she looked back at the dark haired girl as she clicked her tongue again. "Since you are here I could use your help. I need to record another song. And I can't hit the record button if I am in the booth. At least this time." she said with a pause. As she walked over and grabbed her acoustic guitar out of it's case. "All you need to do is press that big red button" she said as she started to play around with the console setting it to he perfect settings she needed. As she needed to record a full acoustic song to finish the rest of her single album that she will upload right to the internet. Plus before she left booth from recording her vocals she had already set up for this song she needed to record. 

"That is if you only want to continue to listen." she said with a scoff as she looked back at the girl with the same glare before, like she was looking right through her. As she just kept staring at her. "Well?" she said as she just waited for a response. 

hot!! ;; "You get a free pass because I think you are hot."  That's the best thing she's heard all night! +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 104 words + n/a .///.

Nana was surprisingly not even worried about a fight. She could take care of herself and more. However, the problem here was she couldn't imagine having to fight someone with such a pretty face. No way, she'd just let her beat her up and call it a day. The raven-haired beauty simply gawked, a bit dumbfounded especially when she pushed her away with the most nerve-wracking excuse she'd ever heard. "You get a free pass because I think you are hot." A free pass... hot??? 'She thinks I'm hot!?' Nana looked as if she was going to blow her top as she bit back a yelp of confusion. Immediately, her face lit up with bright, delicate shades of red along her nose and cheeks. Instead, she grinned wildly like an absolute goofball. It was actually sort of cute. "T-that's...okay, I can work with that," She stammered out. Annoying or not, that meant a good impression in Nana's book. "Yeah, okay, I don't mind!" It was like being in the presence of a genuine rockstar! Watching her with her acoustic guitar and those nefarious ripped jeans made her head swim without even knowing her name. This was too cool! "Well...I mean, I think you sound good, and I am here...so I'll be your audience," She smiled something between bright cockiness and a massive dose of sheepishness in her actions. So far so good.

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Mako looked back at the girl as she started to tune her guitar seeing the enormous blush on her face as she went back to tuning her guitar, she just smiled a smug smile. As she had to tune each single string on her new acoustic guitar she had just gotten. An eleven string guitar, which was absurd but amazing. It was mostly so in case one of the strings broke she could keep going without having to stop. As the girl spoke up about how she didn't mind and she thinks she is good and would be her audience. Again Mako's eye started to twitch in annoyance. "gah Shut it or I will knock you." she said as she shot another death glare towards the woman. 

As she finished tuning her guitar she got up and went to the door of the booth. "Everything is set up on the console just hit the red button when I give you thumbs up." she paused for a second as she turned towards the door. "I'm Inaba Mako by the way. Just call me Mako, I don't care so much for my family name." she said before opening the door before the other girl could get word out. 

As she grabbed a stool and sat on it, plugging in her guitar and plunking a couple strings just for a final check to see if everything was ready before she moved the mic closer to guitar. As she gave the thumbs up to the girl outside the booth. As the red light clicked on in the booth Mako started the song. She didn't need a guitar pick because a couple of her nails were long enough to act as the pick. Plus she was playing a very hard style of guitar. Finger picking. 

As the light noise of the guitar started to fill the room, her whole persona changed. Her once bashful and frankly not nice persona left. What filled was someone that flowed with the music, a gentle smile crept onto her face as her head started weave into the beat she had started to make. A pleasant light tone started to flow even more. She had removed her leather jacket before she went into the booth so as her hand that was for strumming could be seen clear as day and how much muscle it actually carried. 

Her foot eventually started to tap the ground, but not heard as the beat started to increase. It was almost like Mako was taking you for an adventure, the light tones almost bringing you back to her childhood where everything was great with a full family, her father still around. The more upbeat harder tones taking you further and further into the future where she was bullied but for some odd reason, never a bad experience for her as she loved the person she is because she went through those hard times. Despite being a pretty bashful person. This song almost being a personification of herself, the harsh tones but light ones if you really listen. 

Her smile still plastered on her face, like a little kid enjoying their morning cartoons, a simpler time. From an outsider view, you could tell that music was everything to Mako, just through this song she was playing you could easily tell. There were no lyrics, but  every chord she hit, every tap to the wooden frame spoke to you. Telling her story for all to hear and experience with her. 

As she finally finished she motioned for the girl outside the booth to hit the red button again to stop the recording. Once she did, she set her guitar down and took her shirt and brought it up to her face and wiped some of the sweat on her forward away. revealing a bit of her stomach, not that she cared if she did, she was by no means reserved or anything. As she finally got up from the stool grabbing her guitar and walking out of the booth.  

Notes: The Song

an experience! Let's be friends!! +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 381 words + a diamond in a box of charcoal.

Nana was starting to recognize a peculiar patter with this girl. She really didn't like to be complimented. It really made Nana think. Her whole life, all she ever wanted was to be complimented by others- not necessarily on appearance, but for talent. It was a way of acceptance. How could you know your own greatness if people weren't there to measure it for you? This blue-eyed beauty was equally worth pondering as she was worth admiring. Mako... When Nana thought of that sort of name, she guessed it fit her anyways. Truthful; Sure she seemed honest with her emotions. Mako could say what she wanted when she wanted to and it wouldn't be an issue. With starry hues, Nana smiled along, giving her a thumbs up as she pressed the button when the signal was given. She wished she could do the same. She didn't know much about instruments, just singing in general. But she knew people always used picks when it came to guitar playing. She frowned, that was like playing a violin without a bow. Nevertheless, the girl proved her wrong as soon as she started playing. She could sing, but as Nana leaned to get a better glimpse of her, she thought that she could play 10 times better. She watched as the girl continued to play, noting how she only got better, and with each stroke she seemed to transform herself. Watching her was like watching a show and Nana had VIP tickets. She never knew anyone could play the guitar like that until now. Unconsciously, she started rocking with the beat, a bright smile on her face. This girl had an amazing talent under bossy exterior. She was like a diamond in a box of charcoal. She didn't even realize Mako had been motioning to her as she blinked, wide-eyed in shock at the sort of experience she had the mind to give her. Hurriedly, she tapped the button. And stiffened in her seat as she tried to wrap her head around how to deal with that performance. "T-that was..." Abruptly she stood up, swallowing hard. "That was great!!" "Really, really great!! A-ah, my name's Amisaki Nana, let's be friends, okay?" No way in hell, she was too cool to pass up!

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Mako walked out of the tiny booth and into the main room where the console was as she held her guitar. As the woman stood up from her seat starstruck at what she heard. Or at least that was what Mako had thought seeing her face. She took strides over to the guitar case that was opened and placed it in it's case. As she was shutting the case she heard those words. It was great, really great. Or so the woman said. Along with her name after and saying they should be friends. Mako glanced back at her, a slight blush on her face. It was the first time recording that song since coming up with it. And to hear that it was really great really made Mako feel good about her skill. When it came to just the guitar and her playing she took compliments all the time and was fine with it, never annoyed or anything to get one. Singing was a different story. She hated when someone complimented her singing because she truly doesn't think she deserves it. In order to get those compliments she needs to improve, that is what she thought. 

She turned to the girl as she felt a the last bits of sweat on her face as she moved her shirt up again to wipe it away, more or less a habit from playing sports back in the day. As she walked towards the girl and the console. "To be honest Amisaki-san, I didn't come here to make friends. I came here to please my mom cause I got accepted and to graduate." she paused as she reached the console, turning heal then leaning on the console. "From there to follow my dream of becoming a global recognized band." she said lastly before her cold blue eyes met with the girls hazel ones. There was a deep pain in Mako's eyes, most people could tell by the icy hue they give off. Hence why most people just avoid her. 

As she sighed a bit. "But I don't mind if you come by to listen every now again..." she paused as she looked the girl up and down once more. "Gives me some eye candy to look at." she said as she winked at the girl. Mako's way of flirting is very western. Mostly from her father showing her his favorite shows and movies. And since English is her second language, she got into watching more American shows. So her way of flirting really shows her western roots. 

watch me, this girl was a little devilish herself... +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 344 words + she doesn't know when to quit!

Wow! She was actually blushing!! Even if it was only a tiny bit- the girl still felt proud to know she roused such a reaction out of her. It brought such a goofy smile to her face knowing that she did that. And to such a pretty girl at that, it made her warm with satisfaction. But of course, such a tiny thing wasn't nearly enough. Mako was turning out to be quite an interesting person, and she only just met her. She noticed the girl kept wiping her forehead, almost like she herself did on the court. Her smile stretched wide, her agile eyes staring pleasantly at the girl with an intent that looked a little devilish. In reality, she was only thinking that maybe Mako liked sports- she'd love if she joined her team. "Oh- that's a real shame." Was her final response to being rejected. She thought long about Mako's words, though even harder about the way she looked at her, like a caged animal baring its teeth. It was almost pitiable to see someone hide away like that. In a way, Mako reminded her of herself. Nana may have been all smiles. But she was the sort of jerk that really hit home when she did. She didn't care for anything really, just to meet her sister on the podium one day. Everything else was just a pedestal. "Mako-senpai...you're really honest." She giggled. "Alright, but consider us friends if you let me come by," The girl purred, she just didn't know how to let go. Even when the girl called her..eyecandy... Eye candy?... Was she...trying to flirt with her? Nana was...a bit baffled. Flustered yes, sweating maybe- but ultimately confounded. That meant she found her pretty...why did she keep complimenting her like that- it was giving her mixed signals. Coyly, Nana looked at the floor as she grabbed her other arm. "H-hey, come watch me play sometime. I'm the captain of the Badminton team, and I can tell you're athletic- so return the favour, alright?..."

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Mako just shrugged when she said it was shame. Mako wasn't one to sugar coat things. Just the way she turned out after the years of bullying she had went through. Mostly due to her mixed heritage and her father and mother splitting. As Amisaki added that she was really honest. Mako had turned around and started to fiddle with some of the buttons on the console. She glanced over at the girl and just looked at her and shrugged again. "No point in being all secretive with how you feel. Just wastes peoples time if they are trying to figure you out." she said bluntly without hesitation. Like she has been told that many times before that she was just honest. Which she really was, if she didn't like you, she would tell you off. If she liked you she would tell you. Mako was Mako. Even though she can be hard to read because she is so honest. Sometimes it just hard to think of what she is going to say or do considering she usually wears the same cold expression all the time because she just doesn't care about much other than music and being brutally honest with people. 

"I'll consider you eye candy until otherwise." she answered her statement with her own. Mako had a stubborn side of her own, not as bad as others but there. And she wasn't about to call this person a friend...yet. As she kept fiddling around with the console. Providing the girl next to her with a glance here and there. She really was gorgeous.  

Mako provided the girl with a glance as she heard her speak up again. As she heard the words coming out of her mouth, Mako turned her whole body towards her, facing her and looking at her. As once she finished with what she had to say, Mako tilted her head a bit, almost like a dog. As she took a couple steps closer and walking to the other side of the girl...checking her out. "Heeeh." was all she said as she finished her walk around of the poor girl. "Do you wear those tight shorts, like volleyball shorts. Cause I'll only go if you will be in one of those. And a tank top." she said rather stern...Mako was dead serious. There was no playful tone to her voice or anything. Just the tone of lust and seriousness. 

"That way I can see that body of yours better." she added as she bit her lip looking at Nana. Her icy blue eyes not peering through her like before. But looking at her. Not realizing that she said that aloud. There was no taking it back now, not that Mako cared to take it back at this point. 

tight shorts! Poor thing!! +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 267 words + so she can see your body

Well, what about the people that don't know how to speak as freely as you? The raven-haired beauty shrugged, smiling all the way. "Mako- means 'child of truth', if you didn't already know. You were born to be that way I guess," She laughed. That was her only reason for holding her honesty with such significance in the first place. "Friendly eye candy?" She smirked, there was no stopping her. Nana was the Queen of Persistence. It was really all she knew. Maybe not all...anyways. She knew about Mako's honest, wondering eyes, every so often she shot her a glance and it wasn't always at her face. It made Nana squirm on the inside, but no one in their right mind would blame Mako either way. It seemed she'd get her to at least stop by- but it also looked like Nana had bitten off more than she could chew as Mako passed her, and loomed close to her body, the slightly taller girl couldn't blanch anymore in complexion at that, as she could feel Mako's ice cold eyes staring into her bones. "Tight shorts...ahh, I guess...I mean... you're running around a lot s-so..." Nana reddened with every passing second first her nose, next her whole face, right up to her ears. Didn't those kinds of shorts show off your butt?? She didn't really think about it that way- now it made her feel a little cautious. She squeaked at Mako's callous desire to see her body, holding up her hands once more in a defensive gesture. "A-ah...um Mako-senpai...that's a bit far...!"

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Friendly eye candy huh. Mako could live with that statement. Mako honestly didn't mind at all that she would, she was just being difficult like usual. Plus she wanted to see if this girl was weak willed or not. Mostly because Mako is hard..lets just say hard to get along with. So you have to have some type of will in order to be even considered a friend. And it seemed like this girl was the sorts to not back down, so at least she could keep coming whenever Mako was around practicing. 

As Mako finished her walk around the poor girl that had to suffer through just being in the same room as the maroon haired rocker. When she said that was a bit too far, Mako just looked at her. "heeeh. Aren't you just the one that said my name is 'the child of truth'" she said, throwing Amisaki's words back at her. Mako liked to play dirty and throwing one's words back at them was as dirty as it gets. 

As she walked back over and started to lean against the console again. "I really don't care that it was too far. I find you attractive as hell. I say what I want, and most of the time I get what I want. So if you a problem with that, the door is right there." she scoffed as she pointed to the door before she slid her hands in her pockets of her tight jeans. 

"But if you don't, you are welcomed to stay. But if you do stay, it gives me all the permission I need to get you to take me out on a date sometime." she said as she smiled smugly at the poor girl awaiting her response. Will she book it to the door and leave, or stay, letting Mako have free rein with what she says to her. Mako sure was curious indeed on what Amisaki was going to do now. 

friday... wasn't  her intention at all, +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 334 words + date night <3

"Then you'd know you're being inappropriate," She snapped back, placing a hand on her hip as it caused the fluffy black fabric to ride up and reveal a short, burgundy sailor skirt. "That should mean that you know that you're only this to reach some sort of end goal- and that means you're only doing this to get a reaction- right?" She giggled at that. She was starting to like this girl's personality more and more. It wasn't cute, so she couldn't just call her a rollover and be done with it. Mako was a very pretty challenge. It was great! It's when Mako tells her her feelings right off the bat that she sweats a little bit. It was all fun and games until Mako actually admitted it. Nana was just playing along. Now all she could do was bite her lip, analysing the girl with a very incredulous and serious stare. "Oh...I get it, you never really had any intention of being friends did you?" She smiled and sighed, shaking her head as she walked towards the door. Maybe this wasn't her cup of tea, to be brazenly flirted with might not have been her style. That is until she stooped to the mini backpack purse she'd dropped just shy of the door. Typically, if she was going somewhere, she kept things like her phone, snacks and money on her at all times. You never know what may happen in the dark after all. Rummaging for her phone, she made her way back to the girl once she'd gotten it, the small star charm dangling from it as she came closer and closer. Even if it was just a one-inch difference, Nana took advantage of it with a cheery smile, leaning over the girl against the console, her leg in between the others. "Give me your number, we'll go out on Friday- does that sound good?" She chuckled, though she was burning up on the inside she kept an extremely straight face.

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Mako glanced at the girl when she snapped back, her cold blue eyes just lurking on her. That's the spirit. As she continued to talk, Mako just shrugged. No way in hell was she going to admit to that. What was the fun in flirting with someone if it wasn't for the reaction. Her shrug pretty much said it all. 'care to find out' as the look on her face complimented her shrug. Mako was always like this, hence why it was tough for people to be around her. Which was fine, Mako enjoyed being alone more so than with people. But the way she acted, her out bursts of annoyance and anger mostly stem from her bullying and the fact her parents split. After their split, her mother became much harder on the maroon haired girl trying to raise her right so the same mistakes she made didn't happen to Mako. But in Mako's mind, it wasn't right. Mako wanted to live how she wanted. So that is where her rebellious personality comes from. 

As the girl started to walk towards the door, Mako thought she had went a bit too far. But it was too late to take anything back. Not that she would. Once she said something, she never took it back even if it hurt the person. When she stopped and started to ruffle through her bag. Taking out a phone and started to walk closer and closer. Mako's eyebrow rose in interest as she kept getting closer and closer until she was pretty much on-top of her. 

Mako looking at the girl in her hazel eyes as she was so close to her now, her leg between her own as she said something that she almost didn't expect. Mako just looked at her and smiled a bit smugly. "You are interesting." she said as she reached her arm up and wrapped it around the girls waist pulling her the rest of the distance between them, her leg now firmly sitting between the Mako's. No one gets the upper hand on her when comes to flirting, not now, not ever. As Nana could probably tell how fit Mako truly was and how effortless she had pulled the girl closer. As their stomachs now pressed together Mako just leaned in to the girls ear. "Are you sure you can handle me." she whispered in the girls ear. 

storm!  Let's find out! +Mako Inaba + 1st encounter, music building. + 184 words + poor baby,

Nana smiled at the brow quirk- the girls she liked were usually damsels, delicate princesses who needed her more than she did them...unfortunately. Not that she looked for these sorts of things, but that was always how it is. Nana was big, strong and not an easy adversary. This was something new, and she supposed she liked it a lot more than the others before. What she'd had full intentions of winning immediately became a power struggle when Mako grabbed her by the waist, pulling her even closer and squishing whatever space had been left between them. Of course, it forced Nana to brace her hands against the console, but she hadn't lost her courage yet. Instead, she leaned in, closer and closer... Until... She flicked her finger against Mako's forehead, pulling away from her with a bit of effort. "Seriously, here," She chuckled, giving the girl the phone as she continued laughing. "Let's find out on our date, right?" Flashing long strands of wild ebony hair over her shoulder, Nana sighed, finally calming down as her agile honey hazel eyes shimmered under the lights. "How about it?" Underneath it all, she'd been blushing up a storm. Poor thing!

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Mako was so close to this girl, that she could smell her conditioner and all that she uses, it was a very pleasant smell. But as she backed away from whispering in her ear, she felt the sharp sting on her forehead as she was flicked dead center. As the girl forcefully broke free from her grip as she just looked at her. Eye twitching in a bit of annoyance at the fact she was just flicked in the forehead like she was some little sister. As the girl handed Mako the phone, she snatched it away and started to input her number. "You are so such a tease." she spat out handing her phone back to her. 

As she pushed her way aside to grab her backpack that had been next to the guitar case she breathed slowly. Mako usually doesn't get flustered what so ever. But internally she was heating up just a tiny bit. She found Nana to be extremely good looking, so that combined with the fact of how close she was. Made Mako a bit hot around the face, the first time in such a long time. 

Mako swung the back over her shoulders and picked up her guitar case. She looked over at the ebony haired beauty. "Well I shall see you Friday then...Nana." she said seductively, using her first name. Mako knew it was rude to do so unless given permission. But she thought it would hammer it down even more that she wanted Nana. As Mako left the room, then out of the building heading towards her dorm. 

Note: probably a good place to end after you post that way they can go on their date and learn more about each other. 

winner! @///@ + Mako Inaba +1st encounter, music building. +167 words + that's still hot >,>

Nana was proud she actually took the time to wash her hair earlier- as weird as that sounded. The sweet scent of cherry blossoms wafted around the girl like a hoodie, assailing her senses softly as if it were already mid-spring. She knew it would catch Mako off guard for her to mess around- if only for a second. Nana couldn't even look her in the eye as she spluttered, watching the girl snatch away her phone with oozing irritation was such a sight. She liked it a lot, she supposed Mako would punch her if she ever had the audacity to be just as honest, however. "Mako-senpai," She smiled, following her once more just to taunt her some more, "You're blushing aren't you?" 'See you Friday then...Nana' The girl twitched, that was so rude- she never once gave her permission to use that! Yet...it made her red. She waved feverishly, pouting as the girl left. Well, she guessed her blue-eyed date won this time.

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