A WONDERFUL MISTAKE, shirou

[LEE, ALEXANDRA]

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding: 5px; border-left: 5px solid #737dc6; border-radius; 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-bottom: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;][atrb=width,340,true][atrb=border,0,true] [style=letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 9px;]This was starting to irritate her. Alexandra tried to soothe her frazzled nerves but they seemed inconsolable. She didn't want to snap at poor Sumi again. She'd always give her this look, like she just kicked a puppy in the face, it was heartbreaking. Alexandra was barely paying attention to the words Sumi was saying just watching her mouth rapidly move. She slowly began to back away and muttered a goodbye. Alexandra turned on her heel and began to walk away but Sumi persisted and began to follow her. The dark-haired girl let a inward growl of frustration and sped up her pace. Soon enough she was running, running out the school doors, running into the other building and running down foreign hallways. It’s like she was in one of those old black and white movies as she weaved in and out of classrooms trying to escape her purser. She needed a route. Alexandra began to formulate a plan and a sly smile began to appear on her face. With a burst of speed she was off, the sound of the others footsteps not far behind. Three doors down, take a left around the corner with locker 214 next to it and go up the stairs there. Alexandra sprinted down the hallway and quickly turned. She paused for a millisecond and checked behind her. Then she saw her. Alexandra's eyes widened and she began to sprint away. Gotta get away, gotta get away. Up the stairs she went Open the door next to classroom 27, the door goes in. She pushed the door open and bounded her way up the staircase. After dashing her way up staircase after staircase the fourth level door came into view and Alexandra let out a relaxed sigh. The moment didn't last long as she heard a door slip shut from below. Then she was off again. the running was starting to get to her but she'd take that over talking to Sumi again. Go to the left and wait till two classroom doors pass by. Take a right at the water fountain. Open the door to your immediate left and you're home free. Alexandra fell through the door on her hands on knees trying to catch her breath. Her legs burned and her chest just didn't seem to want to function. Alexandra couldn't help but be upset over how out of shape she was. But nonetheless she'd made it, she was home free. She managed to get up to her feet and surveyed her surroundings. Alexandra waited by the door waiting for the moment Sumi would burst through the doors. That moment never came so Alexandra knew she was safe, for now anyway. She was in the back of the Izumi Chou library. She wouldn't dare even go into the kyodo one so she sneaks here to hide and read a good book from time to time. Technically she's not supposed to be here but she found ways to sneak in. Alexandra sucked in the scent of old books and exhaled happily. She checked her surroundings for any people and was happy to find none. The girl walked up to the bookshelf right in front of her and began to run her fingers down the spines. Four rows down and fifteen books to the left. She felt the old leather under her fingers and instantly pulled the book out. She gave a small nod to herself. Alexandra's shoulders relaxed as she clutched the book to her chest. Her eyes began to slip shut as she hummed to herself. She walked around the corner and stopped dead in her tracks. The book fell from her hands and hit the floor with a loud slap. Alexandra sucked in a breath. She had put her guard down. She's got it coming to her now. This was exactly what she wanted to avoid. She could pass for a student. Maybe the person wouldn’t notice. Yes, that could work. Alexandra calmed herself down and looked at the boy in front of her “I didn’t realize anyone was here.” she said as she bent over to retrieve her book. “Sorry about the interruption.” She just had to act natural but that’s one of those things easier said than done.[/style]

[style=font-size: 10px; font-family: helvetica, sans-serif;]breathe by gumball @ on the edge[/style]

[INOUE, SHIROU]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:275px; padding:15px; border-left: 10px solid E6E6E6; vertical-align:top;] The library was typically a quiet place – one of the chief reasons he enjoyed it. Most students had a certain aversion for it which was completely fine by him; as a naturally unsocial individual, he preferred the silence that tended to pervade the large room. He was left alone with the smell of books and the predictability of the layout of shelves; not that many of them were of any use. As a matter of fact, a good portion was more or less worthless to him due to the fact that a majority of the books were written in print. There was one section in particular that Shirou tended to haunt; the Braille section, which held enough books about a variety of different subjects that he was more or less content with Izumi Chou’s library as it was. Now, his fingers ran across the spine of one book in particular, reading its title; something about the theory of relativity. Shirou’s eyes slid shut, more out of habit than anything else, as he blinked, before pulling the book out from where it lay snugly between two others. He ran his fingers down the cover of the book, inclining his head slightly as he debated whether or not this was what he actually wanted to read. Decision made, he turned away from the shelf and stepped away, reaching for his cane, which he’d left leaning somewhere nearby, to the…left. He was comfortable enough in the library that he didn’t need to use it constantly, and was rather seriously considering folding it up. One hand held his book while the other – his right – held his cane securely. The end lightly touched the carpeted flooring, informing him that there was indeed ground in front of him and that the library did not suddenly dissolve into air (that would have been quite troubling, as well as illogical, if that were the case). Somewhere to his – right? – the door to the library swung open, quickly followed by the sound of harsh breathing. Shirou blinked again, inclining his head in the direction of the disturbance. On one hand it would probably be polite to ask if something was wrong; on the other hand, he couldn’t pinpoint the individual’s location, and talking to air was rather disconcerting. If they neared his vicinity, he would ask, he decided, pressing the book to his side and holding out his cane a tad to understand his environment. Unless he was mistaken, if he left this aisle and turned to the left, there would be a table where he could sit to read his new finding. He might have continued on his path, had the sudden and unexpected sound of something heavy hitting the ground not startled him. What was slightly more disturbing was the fact that the sound resounded from a location much closer than earlier. Shirou nearly jumped, his fingers tightening around his cane reflexively as he turned to face the noise. There were several moments of complete silence; perhaps even more jarring than the abrupt onslaught of sound that had occurred merely seconds before. At least it gave some time for his heart rate to calm down. Then, he heard someone breathe, and words followed soon thereafter. The person – a girl, he realized now, with a soft voice – said that she hadn’t realized that anyone was there, and apologized for the interruption. Shirou blinked again, the act itself useless but still something he preferred to keeping his eyes constantly shut. “Er.” Rather intelligently. A beat. “No, it’s fine. You don’t have to apologize.” Not adding a name and an honorific felt wrong, as it usually did, but there was no helping it if he didn’t recognize the voice.

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