Martial Arts Dojo

*laughs wholeheartedly for a modest amount of time, bowing to the dojo and walking over to the tall closet where the wooden swords are kept, pulling out a school uniform and walking back handing it to Daryan*

Try these. I think they will be more fitting than the... monkey suit.

*smiles and walks back, taking out her own uniform and pulling off the gloves and choker, closing her eyes*

Hurry up.

*He moves at a blinding speed, exchanging the suit for the uniform*
Done.
*He closes his eyes, turning away*

*slips herself out of the dress and then into the uniform, pulling up the thigh highs and folding the dress carefully, putting it away in the closet and stretching up*

Much better.

*He nods*
I can actually move in this without a choking sensation.

*lowers her arms back to her side and walks over to Daryan's side*

Was it really that bad?

*smirks slightly and sits down on her legs*

*He sighs*
I'm not one for wearing a tie.

Ergo the ripping off of the tie.

*closes her eyes and places her hands on her lap*

*He nods, sitting down*
Absolutely.

*her head nods down in a sleeping manner*

It did not look bad though.

*He chuckles a bit*
Thanks.
*He smiles lightly*
You as well.

It was so uncomfortable.

*clicks her tongue in irritation and furrows her eyebrows, her sleep taking over as her shoulders fall down, her head tilted to the side*

*He laughs lightly, seeing Sakurai asleep*
*He closes his eyes for a few secinds, but reopens them, fighting sleep*

*falls asleep completely, her body leaning against Daryan's, her head still dropped down*

*He sighs lightly, closing his eyes and falling asleep*

*He opens his eyes*
Hmm...
*He glances beside himself, noticing Sakurai, letting out a chuckle*

*sits up and blinks, her eyes half open*

Nn-

*yawns and closes her eyes again, falling back*

*He catches Sakurai in a swift movement, placing her down gentley*
Jeez...

*flinches and opens her eyes, looking up at the ceiling*

*her head drops back tiredly*

Nn, what is it?

*He shrugs lightly*
Don't worry about it.

*she closes her eyes comfortably and nods, half-asleep*

*places her hands a couple inches apart and creates a weak sphere of fire*

This is comfortable...

*He raises an eyebrow*
*He shakes his head lightly*

*she controls the fire to give it the appearance of a coiled dragon, keeping her eyes closed*

*after a while, she opens her eyes as the flame disappears and she sits up, giving a sigh*

You sound happy.
*He gives a blank glance*

You noticed?

*exhales and lets her body drop back down to the ground while still sitting*

*He rolls his eyes*
Sarcastically, yes.