Eiichi Tokanu, age 18, is a snobbish foreign exchange student, but where his attitude might gain him enemies, his strange ability to avoid disaster keeps his head above water. Played by DragonSoul.

Aethan Grey, aged 23. British journalist who is on an extended stay in Tokyo on a teaching contract. Absentmindedness can annoy, British pride can definitely rub the wrong way, but overall a pleasant enough person. Played by Pickles.

Jin Hitashi is a 21 year old college senior majoring in drama. He has an irresistable charm when it comes to both guys and girls, a slick wit, and a complete refined gentleman air to him. He is a control-freak and is very possessive, almost to the point of violent if necessary. He is rather sadistic as well. Played by Taline.

Nakane Kiyaru, age 18, is a new boy at college. He's gentle, kindhearted and soft-spoken, friendly and helpful, but a loner who keeps mostly to himself. Although there's more to him than meets the eye. Played by Suki

Lan Kusanagi, is a 19 year old student on the Tokyo university for art and music, who sometimes sings in mostly unknown night clubs. Being a dreamer and posing a sarcastic humour has made it hard for him to forge friendships. He is a loner, who only feels comfortable among people when he is on stage. Played by D-chan

Rafael Brite is a 20-year-old college student majoring in psychology, minoring in criminal psychology. He's an oddly socialized person who's generally seen as awkward since he's usually off in his head. He likes to find out what makes the human mind go wrong. He's also more of an observer, usually lurking in the background of social functions. Played by Sierra.

Tsuramoshi Akibara is an eighteen-year-old art student fresh from the country. He knows little about city life, but is bound and determined to make a good impression with the people he meets a long his way. A little hyper, and terribly sarcastic, he spends most of his time drawing and pondering the meaning of life, leaving him with a deep meaning of self. Played by Ember.


Our villain. Nothing is known about them so far. (This will be updated as facts are found out.)



Rules
1) You have to post at least once a week. If you can't do that due to outside circumstance, please tell DS.

2) Keep any sexual activity down to a lime. If you want to write a lemon between your character and another, you can do so, then email it to DS and she'll post a link to it.

3) No killing charas, please? You can maim them, have them attempt suicide, etc. But just don't kill the main ones. Secondary and support characters are perfectly fine though!

4) There are no more rules! Go wild!

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Eiichi
Watching him go, Eiichi stuck his notebook back into his bag and dug out his keys, heading towards his car. 'This is going to get interesting...'

Kiyaru
Reaching out, Kiyaru placed one delicate, long-fingered hand in that of the other and shook lightly, ivory white skin a stark contrast to Eiichi's, even though his had only a slight tan. "Hai, Nakane Kiyaru." He stated with a slight smile. Drawing his hand away again, he proceeded to stuff his things back into his bag, before standing and slinging it back over his shoulder. He glanced at his watch as he pushed his chair back in. "If I get going now, I should make it on time." With that and a sigh, he began walking, shoulder accidentally brushing the blonde's slightly as he passed him. "Ja matta ne, Eiichi."

Eiichi
Taken aback, Eiichi flushed with embarassment. "Sumimasen. I'm Tokano Eiichi." He held his hand out to the brunette. "You're Kiya. I haerd you tell Tsuramoshi earlier."

Kiyaru
Kiyaru gave the other a sidelong glance as he shut his sketchbook. "Well, I'd accept... if I knew you better." He leaned over in his seat and scratched around in his bag until he came up with his stationery case, opening the flat silver tin box and placing the pencil back in it as he spoke. "I usually don't trust driving with someone I've barely known more than an hour." He shut the case, looking up at the blonde from under his bangs. "Who hasn't even introduced himself yet..."

Eiichi
Eiichi blinked after the departed blonde, then laughed before turning to Kiya. "Want a ride back to the university? My car's out front."

Tsuramoshi
Tsu glomped onto Eiichi happily, nuzzling the soft fabric of the other man's shirt unconsciously. "Waiii! Thanks SO much for offering to pay!" He exclaimed. He caught sight of his wrist watch, and suddenly shot off down the street like a rocket. A faint "I'm late for my first period!!" Drifted back toward the coffee shop, making the occupants sweatdrop.

Kiyaru
A slim black brow arched slightly as the brunette glanced over at the blonde across the table. Absently brushing his fluffy black hair out of his face again, Kiyaru returned his attention to his sketchbook, continuing with his drawing. "I'll have to think about it." He replied.

Eiichi
Smiling, Eiichi added his peice to Kiya's comment. "I'll flip the bill too. I need to get my highlights redone." Tipping his head and brushing a strand of hair back from his face, he looked at Kiya. "Red highlights would look good on you. Bring out your eyes. What do you say?" He winked. "My treat."

Kiyaru
Kiyaru chuckled slightly, smiling warmly up at him. "Well, I'd love to come lend you a hand, Tsu." His smile slipped slightly. "Although I think it'd be better if you went to get it professionally done. Otherwise it may just turn out black, or some muddy brown... you can't trust these do-it-yourself things to have the effect you want." He smiled lopsidedly. "Or a couple of bakas who know as little about dying hair as you do."

Tsuramoshi
Tsu switched his upset look for one of pure happiness as he jumped from his seat, slamming both hands down on the table in front of him. "You guys rule! So you'll help? We can do it at my place…I live alone so we won't be bothering anyone. I've never dyed my hair before…so…well, any help would be really great!" He titled his head to the side, letting some of his radiant blonde hair fall into his happy eyes. He'd never say it, but he felt a click with the two people who accompanied him, and he silently promised himself that he'd try his hardest to make sure they were at least good friends.

Kiyaru
A slight frown tugged at Kiyaru's brows as he stared at the boy seated beside him. His hair was thick, wispy and feathery, a radiant golden blonde that shimmered softly in the light. Why anyone would want to dye hair like that at all escaped him. And... he just couldn't see Tsu with green hair. "If you dye it a darker shade than your eyes... maybe something like a forest green, or a bit darker." He offered.

Eiichi
Submitting to the adorable look that Tsu gave him, Eiichi smiled. "Nah, it'd look good on you! It was just a surprise, that's all."

Tsuramoshi
Tsu sweatdropped and shrugged helplessly at both questions. "I'm totally serious. Green's my favorite color…I used to have this friend back home that tried to talk me into dying my hair all the time, but my mom would never let me. Now that I'm on my own…I figured I'd give it a try. Why, you guys don't think it'll look cool?" He gave Kiya and Eiichi each the look of a wounded puppy.

Kiyaru
With a soft sigh, Kiyaru took up his pencil again, returning to his sketch. "So, what are you doing later tonight? Wanna help me dye my hair green?" He blinked, before laughing. "Nani? Why green, of all possible colours?!" He asked, glancing back up at Tsu.

Eiichi (KAWAII!)
Looking up again, Eiichi shut the notebook irritably, muttering about lack of inspiration, and looked between the two of his companions. He laughed at Tsuramoshi's question. "You're not serious, are you?"

Tsuramoshi
"Oh absolutely!" Tsu exclaimed, taking Kiya's hand and giving it a hearty shake. As he released the other man's hand, he glanced across the table at the other blonde. He couldn't help but notice he looked adorable with a pen hanging from between his lips and a slight scowl on his face. He blushed and looked back at Kiya. "So, what are you doing later tonight? Wanna help me dye my hair green?"

Kiyaru
Kiyaru could help but smile at the blonde, biting the end of his pencil slightly. "Ne, I'm new here too... moved here last week with my father, from Kawasaki." He tilted his head slightly, resting it against the heel of the hand that held his pencil. "I know this area pretty well. Haven't been around the rest of the city so much yet, though." He lowered his eyes back to his sketchbook. "But I think... If we stick together, we'll survive." Setting down his pencil, he held his hand out to Tsu. "Friends?"

Jin
"Was there something wrong with that?" Jin asked concernedly, a tone that didn't seem familiar to him.

Aethan
Aethan stared at the paper. It had been written on, as if someone had actually taken notes on it. "Did you... actually read that?" he asked, completely ignoring Jin's apology.

Tsuramoshi
"Really? SUGOI! I'm eighteen too!" Tsu chirped, practically bouncing in his seat. "It's weird that we have so much in common. We could be good friends ne?" He asked, sending the man next to him a smile that outshined the sun. "It'd be nice to have a friend to show me around a bit. I'm from Sendai... so I don't know my way around Tokyo too well." He ran a hand through his hair in a bad attempt to hide his bashfulness.

Jin
Jin slid inside in his usual "gazelle" manner, laying the paper on Aethan's desk. He stood still a moment. "I'm sorry."

Aethan
Aethan simply stared for a moment, not comprehending. Finally he forced his brain into some semblance of working, and motioned for him to come in. "That's fine. Just set it on my desk."

Jin
Jin pushed open the door but didn't move from his spot there, holding out the paper. "I wanted to return this."

Aethan
He sighed, debating for a moment whether or not to have him in. Finally he answered. "Come in. I suppose."

Jin
"It's me, Grey-san." Jin's fingers traced over the paper Aethan had given him.

Aethan
Sighing, Aethan looked up at the door. "Who is it?" he asked wearily.

Jin
There was a soft knock on Aethan's door.

Aethan
Irritated, Aethan threw his pen across the otherwise empty room, staring at the piece of paper in front of him. This was supposed to be his outlet as well as his forte. Why couldn't he write? He leaned against his hand, trying to fathom it. Surely he hadn't let the day's events get to him? Outside life had never bothered him before when it came to writing.

Jin
Jin watched him go, smirking slightly. So the teacher was sensative about being 23? He flipped the pages of his book, trying to formulate a plan in his head. He'd find someone this year, even if it took every last free moment he had. He glanced towards the door Aethan had just stormed out of. *I'll get him,* he thought darkly. *I won't give up that easily.*

Aethan
Aethan stopped, looking over at him. "I am -not- too old for you. And I'm not taken, either." He was sensitive about his age at the moment, and he certainly wasn't going to take shots like that. "I just might not be as interested as you seem to think I should be." He stood. "If you think you can prove to me that you're worth a second glance, I'm around. But otherwise, stay out of my way." With that, he left, fuming.

Jin
Jin pouted playfully. He hadn't really expected Aethan to fall for it, but it would have been nice. He shrugged. "Okay. If you say so. It was worth a shot." He flipped the page of his book. "I guess you're probably too old for me anyway. And probably taken too."

Aethan
Aethan rolled his eyes. "Now, that, I'm not buying. I saw you hitting on that freshman in my class earlier this morning." Aethan leaned back, running a hand through his hair. "You have yet to convince me that any such... lessons... would be worth my time and effort. Until you do, I'm afraid you're out of luck." He smiled at Jin to soften the blow, before collecting his things. "If you'll excuse me, I have an article to write."

Kiyaru
Kiyaru blushed faintly, smiling a bit bashfully as he turned his head to one side. He lightly touched the end of his pencil to his cheekbone as he spoke. "'Rigatou... I'm the only one in my family with eyes this colour." He drew the pencil away and twiddled it between two fingers. "And, to answer your real question, I'm eighteen."

Eiichi, la la landing
Glancing up at the other two, Eiichi muttered curses mentally as he ran over the poem in his mind.

You echo my heart's desire
But you could never

Eiichi frowned, gnawing on the lid of his pen before scribbling something on the page.

Be the one that I want

Jin
Jin's face was completely innocent. "Me? Insinuating?" He pretended to be shocked. "Why would I do that?"

Aethan
The teacher actually pondered the question for a moment, trying to decide whose place would be better. Then the implications of the request registered. He looked up at Jin, raising an eyebrow. His eyes went wide. "... Are you insinuating that...?"

Jin
Jin took the paper, glancing at it, then stuffing it into his backpack. "Sounds good." He smiled at Aethan, his amber eyes glinting. If doing a little extra homework meant that he might be able to spend time with this absolutely delicious teacher, he wasn't about to argue. He glanced up at Aethan. "So, your place or mine?"

Aethan
Shrugging, he curled a hand around his briefcase handle, and opened it. After digging through for a moment, he found a copy of the handout he'd made, an handed it to Jin. "Read it, then we'll discuss."

Tsuramoshi
"Just call me Tsu, I hate my real name. I think it sounds girly." The blonde made a face, and Kiya giggled slightly. "And the only reason I REALLY want to become a yaoi mangaka is because my older sister's a storywriter, and we plan on working together. That and I'm just a little queer." Tsu sent the man next to him a wink. "But besides me, whom I can go on and on about without pause so stop me if I get annoying, how old are you? And do you know you have really pretty eyes? Very rare color... so rich and deep..." Tsu leaned in close, unconsciously letting their lips linger inches apart.

Kiyaru
Kiyaru blinked at the blonde who had taken up the seat beside him, before smiling lopsidedly and chuckling, glancing back down at his page and continuing to sketch. "Thanks... I like sketching, myself. Pencil, sometimes with pen. And I draw pretty much whatever I want... I like using manga style, too. I'm okay at it, I guess... nowhere near as good as my favourite mangakas, though. As a career choice, I'd probably do better with computer graphics." He shifted slightly in his seat, uncrossing and crossing his legs the other way, eyes absently wandering over to the other occupant of the table, who was currently gnawing on a pen and glaring at his notepad. He glanced back at the boy beside him as he spoke up again. "So, you want to be a yaoi mangaka? Kind of rare for males to be interested in that area." A crooked smile twisted his lips, one brow arched very slightly. He casually brushed the hair out of his eyes, a warm glow to his mahogany irises as his smile softened. "I'm Kiyaru. Or just Kiya, don't mind either way... what can I call you?"

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