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09 February 2006 @ 07:52 pm
The Valentine's Dance  
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[The dance is officially open. So jump in my lovelies, lets see if we can make 100 comments again for the first time in far too long.]

Another year came and went and with it came the repetition of themed days. Yamamoto had never understood it, or if he had, he had long forgotten his reasoning that had lead to the understanding.

The gym was decorated in bright reds and pinks this time, a slight variation from the last time he’d spent the evening there. He regretted the loss of the plants that had been coating the ceiling at the last dance.

Nevertheless, he had high hopes that the romantic nature he was picking up from the heart shaped cutouts meant that the women were going to be particularly friendly despite the lack of mistletoe.

He had particular high hopes for Miss Matsumoto, especially after how friendly she had gotten at the last dance.
 
 
 
Arisawa Tatsuki: fuck thisfistofthedragon on February 10th, 2006 01:35 am (UTC)
In retrospect, Tatsuki was damn glad that she had made plans with Ikkaku long before she’d even known what this dance would be about. There had been a moment when she’d considered calling it off in favor of asking someone else, but she’d felt honor bound and was a woman of her word and so had gone through with her original plans.

Watching the auditions for Romeo and Juliet had been eye opening, and not just for what she learnt about auditions.

She should have known, but she hadn’t. She was just glad she’d been saved the embarrassment of finding that out the hard way,

She tugged lightly at the red tie she’d maneuvered around her neck earlier in the evening when she’d been getting ready. How much longer was Ikkaku going to make her wait?

Tatsuki had held up her side of the bargain and stood in the main foyer of the school dressed in a man’s suit (the sharp lines of it effectively masking any and all feminine curves that could be associated with her), tie and all, with men’s dress shoes and her hair slicked back. She looked pretty damn convincing (if she did say so herself), still masculine despite being on the small and vaguely pretty side.

She was looking forward to seeing Ikkaku as a blonde bombshell.
kurosaki ichigodeath_is_easy on February 10th, 2006 08:45 am (UTC)
Something about what Yuzu had asked him hit a nerve. Funny how just a few well-placed words could unwravel a skein of feelings into stringy nonsense. He was maybe being a little ridiculous--felt like he hadn't seen anyone in ages. So he'd managed to look nice (at least presentable), all red Cons, dark pants and an untucked dress shirt. Blood red tie. Yeah, not quite matching--definitely looked like he'd decided two minutes before that he'd probably want to come.

Ichigo was just dolefully skulking through the door when he passed by a really effeminate looking guy--oh. Man, what was up with Tatsuki and never wanting to look like a chick? Girl with the dragon-smile. And she looked like she was waiting, judging by the almost bored expression, the way she was just standing.

He managed a weak wave and an accompanying grin. "Hey."
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Kotsubaki Sentarousentarou_best on February 10th, 2006 03:24 am (UTC)
Sentarou felt like something resembling a penguin in his dress suit, but he figured it was a small price to pay for the benefit of seeing Kiyone in a dress and heels.

Besides, it wasn't like he was attending this dance looking like somebody's butler or whatever. He figured his tie and fedora added a nice holiday touch and kept him from looking too stuffy at the same time.

Standing in front of the school, he looked around for Kiyone, who had said she would meet him here. With a shrug, he figured she was probably running late again. Dumb girl. Oh, well. He'd wait out here for her for a little while longer.
Kotetsu Kiyone: Crack!gogokiyone on February 10th, 2006 07:33 pm (UTC)
Kiyone shuffled along somewhat uncertainly in her brown heels. Never before had walking seemed so much...effort. But as she drew closer to the school and saw Sentarou, she straightened up and walked more confidently, trying not to show how awkward she was about the dress that she was wearing. Her sister had also helped her with a little makeup. In her hair was a big beige ribbon. Hopefully she didn't look too awful...

As she got closer, she saw what was on Sentarou's tie. Well, at least she knew that she wouldn't be the only one who looked silly. She nearly stumbled but covered it up by waving at Senatarou.
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hina_momo on February 10th, 2006 04:02 am (UTC)

Momo sat boredly at the snack table, sitting in one of those obligatory metal chairs and watching as the remaining preparations for the dance were being handled by the student council members. A few of the early birds were making their way in, the DJ had already started playing a few songs, and teachers were stationed all around making sure everything was perfect.

She wasn't going to go, but her friends did a good job convincing her otherwise. With no date, though, she figured she'd make the best of the evening and worked with some of the others to do shifts at handing out drinks and such. And to keep from any unwanted... additions to make their way into the fray. It'd only be an hour for now...

She picked at her shoe quickly, annoyed that her mother had forced her to actually dress nice in some random pink number she had collecting dust in her closet. But, if it made her happy... Regardless, she watched the door for any familiar faces to show. She hadn't mentioned going so she figured it'd be a nice surprise for a couple of people...
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Honsou Chizuru: OMGa_girls_girl on February 10th, 2006 06:26 am (UTC)
Chizuru was beginning to think that letting Kon take her to the dance was a horrible, horrible idea. She had refused to let Kon pick her up and take her to the dance because then it would be a date, so they had agreed to meet there. But Kon was late and Chizuru had been waiting in the cold for almost an hour in her red dress.

She stood next to the door to the dance, looking around frantically and even more frantically rubbing warmth into her bare arms with her icicle-like hands, which almost made things worse. After that didn't work, she tried hopping in place from foot to foot.

"I should have brought a fucking jacket..." she mumbled to herself angrily, "But it seemed so warm out earlier. Damn you weather!" She shook her fist at the full moon angrily as she said this.

Kon was going to die for this offense. Chizuru narrowed her eyes at the thought, the surge of anger helped her ignore the cold for a split second. No one was going to make her wait in the freezing cold for them without paying a steep price!
faux_paw on February 10th, 2006 07:41 pm (UTC)
Chizuru would probably kill him for being late. It had taken forever to get his makeup just right, but damn, it was worth it.

Kon was fucking HOT.

He flipped his long black hair over a shoulder (he had given up on his hair and gotten a wig-- orange clashed with everything) and smoothed down his burgundy dress. Checking his lipstick one last time, he clucked in approval (he was SO fucking hot) and deposited the compact mirror into his matching burgundy handbag.

Head held high, Kon sashayed over to his date. "You look cold, dear," he purred in a soft alto, "might I help keep you warm?"
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_noir_papillion on February 10th, 2006 01:41 pm (UTC)
"Yes, I'll be home a little late, Father. Please tell Mother not to worry. But I doubt that she is worried."

Soi Fong nodded deeply and waved slightly as she watched her father's car drove away. When it was gone out of sight, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, pulling her black cloak closer as a cold breeze blew over her. She couldn't believe she had let her mother drag into this. She'd look definitely like an idiot for showing up at the Valentines Dance in a dress without a freaking date. She even doubted that she'd be let inside.

Of course, her mother argued that she is, after all, the StuCo Vice President and there was no way she could not be allowed inside. She sighed. Why can't I say 'no' to her just once?

Maybe it wasn't really a good idea to go there. If she wasn't allowed in, then she'd go straight home. Not even her mother can stop her if that happens.
Kuchiki Byakuya: dressed upyourtaichou on February 10th, 2006 08:00 pm (UTC)
It was just another evening for him, except with more lights and people around. There wasn't anything really special about Valentine's Day for him. Not yet, anyway. He shrugged as he parked his car.

For the sake of accompanying her, huh?

He straightened out his tailcoat tux and slipped on some black gloves. It was a bit chilly out, and they looked pretty snazzy too. For the finishing touch, he draped a dark, wool coat that hung past his knees. It was a coat he didn't get to wear often. He trudged towards the gym and spotted a familiar figure. How he knew who it was from behind, nobody knew. Byakuya was just smart like that.

"Good evening, Soi Fong."
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Orihimeorihimeinoue on February 10th, 2006 10:12 pm (UTC)
Orihime's cheesk were flushed from the cold and excitement as she entered the room, looking for Hirako. Her dress was beautiful; her cheeks reddened furthur as she smoothed the deep red fabric over her hips. She would have to thank Kisuke-kun later. He had been very generous; even getting her some jewlery as well.

Her heels clicked on the floor as she entered and looked around, a smile spreading across her face. The gym looked great and she took a breath, the curls framing her face hitting her cheek as she looked around again for Hirako and bit her lip a little nervously.

realitys_childrealitys_child on February 12th, 2006 07:42 am (UTC)
Hirako burst through the doors, head spinning and chest heaving. He was late AGAIN. Man, he had to learn to take shorter naps. It didn't take long to find Inoue, though. Who could've missed her in that dress? It always amazed him that girls could get dressed up so much for something as simple as a school dance... Not to mention the hair. Made him feel kind of bad for just coming with one of his normal shirts, some black slacks, and a red and blue polka-dot tie.

He sauntered up to Inoue slowly, waving when he was close enough. "Hey. Sorry I'm late."
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faux_paw on February 11th, 2006 08:38 am (UTC)
[[Continued from here]]

Man, if he had known that dressing in drag would make Chizuru act this nice (she was holding the door open for him!), he'd have done it sooner.

He batted his eyelashes, blew her a kiss, and swept into the dance, wondering all the while when she'd catch on and realize that he was, well, a he.

Silly girl. The dressing in drag idea was all hers, and she still didn't recognize him. By the time she caught on, he'd probably already have spent the agreed amount of time as a woman.

Kon headed towards a chair where he could deposit his purse, remembering to swing his hips invitingly (who knew his 'research' would ever be put to practical use?) as he called over his shoulder, "Ne, Chizuru-san, won't you come with me?
Honsou Chizuru: Hornya_girls_girl on February 13th, 2006 07:27 pm (UTC)
Chizuru blushed at the blatant innuendo, covering her face with a cold hand. This was going too far! Chizuru had to regain control of the situation before she lost it completely! So she took control the only way she knew how - by pure force.

Approaching the tall girl from behind as a tiger would its prey - with undetectable speed and fluidity - she slid onto the table in front of her, pulling the girl between her legs and kissing her violently on the mouth, her hands running over the girl's chest.

Everyone gawked at the pair, and she was certain that some stupid chaperone would kick them out of the dance, but it didn't matter! It wasn't often that she'd met an attractive girl who wanted to come with her!

That's when she felt it.
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Kojima Mizuirothe_lady_killer on February 11th, 2006 08:58 pm (UTC)
It was unheard of. Mizuiro could never remember ever sitting on the hard, metal chairs always lined up on the sides of the dance floor. In all of the dances and clubs he had been to, he had always been dancing with at least two older women.

Wearing a suit that he had carefully picked out a week ago, Mizuiro's eyes scanned the dance floor for Ryou, but she still had not arrived. However, Mizuiro had spotted many other girls... some who he did not recognize. He briefly wondered who the raven-haired beauty was, then quickly pushed that thought out of his mind.

Despite the humiliation of sitting on the sideline, Mizuiro knew that it would all be worth it after Ryou arrived. Although the young man had been a real player earlier on in the year, he really wanted things to work out for once, and Ryou seemed to be worth the trouble.

Mizuiro glanced at his pocket watch, then sighed and sat back to wait some more.
faux_paw on February 14th, 2006 08:52 am (UTC)
[[Continued from here

Kon almost felt sorry for Mizuiro. The guy normally had a harem of older girls hanging onto his every breath, and here he was sitting all alone. Then Kon remembered that this was Mizuiro, and the guy normally had a harem.

Stepping almost daintily up to Mizuiro, Kon put on his sweetest smile. "Hello, would you like to dance with me?"
Kojima Mizuirothe_lady_killer on February 14th, 2006 11:17 pm (UTC)
Something wasn't right. Although Mizuiro by no means had any sort of woman's intuition, his years of womanizing had granted him a decent level of experience... and he could tell that something was very wrong here.

Mizuiro examined this newcomer from head to toe. Not only was this chick incredibly tall, but something about her hair seemed almost... synthetic. Not only that, but she had no ass. A sorry sight indeed, Mizuiro thought.

But then, something completely gave away the identity of this unknown women. The scent... of man. Despite all of the perfume which wafted around, Mizuiro could smell it. The simple yet crude scent of the male body.

He stood up and smiled sweetly. "Why, how nice of you to offer!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. Mizuiro reached out for a lock of the person's hair -his trademark flirting move-, then swiftly gave it a sharp yank.

Mizuiro smiled as the black wig tumbled off of the oranged-haired boy's head. Catching Ryou's gaze, Mizuiro winked purposefully, then announced in a loud voice, "Why, KON-SEMPAI, you didn't have to go to such lengths to get me to DANCE with YOU, but I'm QUITE flattered."

He took special care to make sure that his voice spread throughout the entire room.
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Kunieda Ryokunieda_ryou on February 14th, 2006 07:03 pm (UTC)
Ryo came fashionably late. She begged Mizuiro wouldn't be angry at her. After all, Mizuiro was the one who liked partying. He would have boring time, waiting and waiting for her.

The girl entered the gym panting a little. She wore her dress Mizuiro had given her (and which she had worn while asking him to the dance). At first, she thought Mizuiro wasn't anywhere, but then she found him. But after a few steps, she stopped dead. Why was there a raven-haired girl?
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Nemu Kurotsuchi: Ice Creamamong_shadowz on February 12th, 2006 05:53 am (UTC)
Nemu stepped into the dance, fashionable lace with a night gown...actually, it was just her PJ...know the things she was bound to where if she had a Valentine. She hadn't heard that there was a theme, she she self proclaimed it to be "Anything that deals with hearts". She assumed that would do...I mean, no one really follows themes anyway. Her PJs were white with nice pink and red hearts. She even brought a heart plushie to whoever was the first person who dared to ask her to dance.

She looked around...what a boring crowd!
Kyouraku Shunsui: Lazy dayspetalsandsake on February 12th, 2006 08:46 pm (UTC)
[OOC: zomg cute icon XDDDD]

As usual Shunsui found himself one of the very few teachers that had turned up to chaperone. Not that a chaperone was needed, of course. But still...he had to at least feel he was doing some work for the school.

He was not the only one who had gone for some kind of red outfit, he was rather pleased with his choice of outfit although it was an old one. Spotting Nemu and seeing her bored/grumpy/etc expression, he decided to approach her. With caution, of course.

"A heart plushie? Nemu, my dear, you shouldn't have."
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Matsumoto Rangikunovel_ran on February 13th, 2006 10:47 pm (UTC)
Rangiku’s heels clicked rapidly against the tiled floors of the school hallway as she made her way towards the gym. She was late. Again.

She felt horrible about it, especially since Toushirou was sure to be waiting for her.

She slipped through the gym doors and into the crowded room, grateful for the extra few inches her heels gave her when she started scanning the crowd.

The first person she spotted was Yama-jii at the other side of the gym. She ducked quickly and moved as far away from him as possible. She really did not think her evening would be in need of his attentions.

She noted several faces she recognized, smiling at her students as she passed them. Her golden eyebrows were starting to pull together in a frown as Toushirou’s shock of white hair continued to elude her.

Finally she paused her steps, deciding she might be able to better interpret her visual perspective of the room if she weren’t in motion. Her fingers plucked lightly at the neckline of her dress, making sure it was still in its proper place, before smoothing her skirt down her hips.

If she were Toushirou, where would she be?

Her eyes scanned the crowd, looking for possible arrangements of chairs and paying special attention to the bleachers, then trailing over the refreshment stands.

Aha! There he was! Before her feet could start to move though, she saw a strange exchange between the boy and…ah, Hinamori.

She smiled slightly to herself. She’d go find him when he was finished.
Honsou Chizuru: Sexya_girls_girl on February 14th, 2006 06:40 pm (UTC)
Chizuru didn't want to make it obvious that she had set Mizuiro up with her "drag" of a date, so she decided to go after another orange-haired guy who she also had something against.

Approaching Ichigo with an evil glint in her gray eyes, she tapped him on the shoulder, "I heard something about an audition the other day... and a kissing scene?" She kept her hand on the boy's shoulder, squeezing tightly. It took all of her might not to lash out right then and there.
Izuru, Kira: Emothriftstoremag on February 16th, 2006 10:28 pm (UTC)
The blonde entered in a fashionably late fashion, eyeing the room somberly. He was dressed in those infamous leather pants and a black shirt. Man knowing his luck, the entire dance was drunk already and ready to spread their alcoholic influence to him. Not this time.
faux_paw on February 16th, 2006 10:39 pm (UTC)
He just had to know who the blonde was.

Weaving between the numerous students, Kon finally caught up to the lovely creature and tentatively tapped a shoulder, blushing a bit as he did.

"Hello, would you like to dance?"
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Urahara Kisukeshifty_guard on February 16th, 2006 10:50 pm (UTC)
There wasn't a really set time when Urahara entered. He just kinda was always there, lurking behind the refreshment table. He finally stood up, brandishing his cupid costume, taking a drag of his joint. It was time to get some love into this room. It was time for some cookies for the guys. The sign said so. "Guys only!!"...Girls had their own cookies...Those were bourbon instead of Viagra.