Take Me On The Floor {Ayaka}

Take me on the floor I can't take it any more

“Please, don’t do this.” A young girl cried out, tears rolling down her cheeks as she tried to reach out toward the slightly older girl standing in front of her. It was in an empty hall way and the older girl – who had white hair and an a “I could care less” look upon her face crossed her arms as she sighed heavily, clearly annoyed by the younger girls cries and tears. “Listen, sweetie. This was fun…but it’s just time for us to end this.” Michiko said her famous lines, the way she ended every short lived relationship she was in. Michiko was one to get in get what she want and get out as soon as possible.

“But, I loved you! After everything you c-can just w-walk away like that?” The younger girl cried out. Michiko turned back around and sighed deeply as she shook her head.

“Listen. It’s over. Why can’t you get that through? I’m busy, so can we keep this short? You’re just embarrassing yourself.“ Michiko said, unable to hold back her temper anymore before turning around and walking away. Michiko had a reputation for these kinds of things. She loved to have a good time, but she didn’t like anything long term. She had only been fooling around with this girl for a few weeks now. Michiko made herself clear from the get-go that she only wanted one thing, but it seemed like they thought they could make her fall in love with them or something. Michiko just laughed at that term.

Love wasn’t something she was interested in. It was just a waste of time. She was after something much simpler than that.

Michiko didn’t like big scenes like this as they annoyed her more than anything. She didn’t feel sorry for the girls who hearts she broke and could care less about their endless tears and begs for them to keep seeing her, it just wasn’t her thing. She much rather just end it and continue on. Michiko stopped however, when she spotted a girl standing in the hallway, apparently stumbling upon the little scene between Michiko and her ex. Michiko crossed her arms and clicked her tongue.

“What are you looking at?” She asked with a scowl.

BY AERIE OF GANGNAM STYLE

It was way too early for this much noise.  Ignoring for the moment that, to her, it was always too early for that much noise, that was the thought that stuck in Ayaka's head as she overheard a rather unpleasant scene unfolding somewhere not too far ahead of her.  It sounded like a breakup, which didn't make a lot of sense since she they were on school grounds and both voices were very clearly feminine.  Maybe she was just misinterpreting it?  Yeah, that had to be it.  But whatever it was, one of the two girls was very distressed by it and the other was getting more annoyed the longer the conversation went on.

She rounded a corner and...well, there they were.  Sure enough, unless one of them was a girly enough boy to fool even the faculty, they were both girls.  Couldn't have been a breakup then.  Her first instinct was to look and see if there was a good way around, but when one didn't immediately present itself she decided to just wait patiently for it to finish.  For given values of 'patient'.  But fortunately, one of the girls turned and walked away almost as soon as Ayaka caught sight of them.  The girl caught sight of her as well, looking none too pleased to see someone else around.

She asked a rather typically antagonistic 'what are you looking at?' with a scowl.  Bad mood.  Best not to get involved.  Which suited Ayaka just fine.  Other than her confusion over the nature of the situation, she didn't actually care what had just happened.  It wasn't any of her business, and by the time she got back to her dorm she wouldn't even remember it as anything more than a minor annoyance.  "Nothing," she answered.  "I'll be on my way."  She stepped to one side, fully intent on letting the girl walk past.  Or walking past her, if for some reason she didn't.

Take me on the floor I can't take it any more

This girl was different. Most that encounter Michiko’s less then friendly side would often bitch back at her or something along those lines. However this girl just seemed to want to get along on her way. Michiko looked over the girl. She was small and petite with a quite aura about her and Michiko had to admit to herself that the girl was pretty cute and was quite a type that Michiko was in. Michiko loved girls that was a challenge, easy girls got boring way to quick for her. Michiko could tell right away that this girl was not interested in the lightest at those type of things. She seemed like a type that liked to spend her time alone or maybe with only a few close friends.

“Hmm…” Michiko stepped in front of the girl, placing a hand upon the wall and leaning slightly. “I haven’t seen you around before….what is your name?” Michiko asked as she changed her attitude from bitchy to more friendly. Michiko only had one thing on her mind and she wasn’t going to lie if asked directly what was on her mind. Michiko was a player, but at least she wasn’t honest about it. She wasn’t like others who played with a girls heart and toyed her long with promises and words that she didn’t mean. Michiko might stretch the truth a bit or put a spin on things, but she made it quite clear that she just loved to have fun.

“I’m Michiko Inoue…perhaps we can hang out or something?” Michiko asked with a sly smile. She already counted herself as a winner. She wasn’t one to easily give up – and there was never a challenge that Michiko couldn’t succeed. She always got what she wanted, no longer how long it took her.

BY AERIE OF GANGNAM STYLE

What in the world?

As if a switch had been flipped, the girl in front of Ayaka went from standoffish to something a bit more agreeable. What, did she suddenly just want to get along? Why? Why bother? Ayaka had already stated that she would just be on her way without any fuss, so why wouldn't the girl just let her do that? And while her current attitude was certainly a step up from being snapped at, it wasn't any less bothersome. If anything, it was more trouble. Standoffish, at least, Ayaka could safely not care about.

Nonetheless, she still stopped, turned back, and answered the girl's question. "It's Ayaka Tsuchiya," she said. She generally didn't have much of a problem with giving her name, at least, even if she wanted nothing to do with the person asking. Most of the time, they weren't persistent enough to do anything with it other than calling her by it. And with the ones who were that persistent, she didn't actually gain anything from not telling them anyway. Those were the kind of people she ended up dealing with. Either not persistent enough to worry about, or too persistent to deter.

And this girl, well, she already seemed suspicious. Suddenly wanting to talk was one thing, but her next question (suggestion?) just made her seem suspicious. "Why would I want to hang out with someone I don't know and who asked to out of nowhere?" Or with anyone, for that matter. She didn't 'hang out' with people. Actually, this situation seemed like some kind of trap. What sort of trap, she had no idea. But, she thought as she turned away again, she had no obligation to stick around and find out.