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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]seto looked up, sliding his hands into his pockets. "no, no, you don't have to stop giving me flowers and things like that. i enjoy your gifts - i'll be sure to put this one in a cup of water when i get home. but...it's just...it's something i'm not ready to talk about. sorry."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]seto nodded, now watching mary from his spotbehind her. he couldn't help but wince every time she tripped. "mary? you want me to hold your hand or something? i don't want you to get hurt."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]"i see...i doubt you could walk...and i don't have my bike with me..." seto pressed a finger to his chin, as if he were deep in thought. "hm...i could carry you, if it hurts too bad. you're light, so it wouldn't be a problem."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]with a light chuckle, seto came up behind mary, easily scooping the girl up. he smiled brightly down at her as he adjusted her in his arms. "hold on tight, 'kay? the ride may be a little bumpy."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]with another chuckle, seto continued down the trail, leaning over mary a bit so he could see where he was going. "i'll try to take a look at your ankle when we get back home. uh, back to your place, i mean. i hope it doesn't hurt too badly."


    [ feeling depressed. low muse for now. ]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]"why? uhm..." 'what do i say? i'm not quite sure why either.' "well...i guess it's because you're my friend. friends are nice to each other, right? so...yeah."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]after that, seto fell silent, focusing on the path ahead. 'i should probably get home soon. tsubomi and shuuya are probably wondering where i am. i don't want to be away from mary, but...i'll visit tomorrow. and everyday onward, too.' "mary-chan? i'll have to get you home soon. i don't want to worry my siblings. sorry."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]"uhm...no. i'll walk back to your place with you. after all, i said i'd check on your ankle, didn't i?" he turned around, picking up the pace a little since he already knew the path better than he did before. "i don't want you walking until we get it checked out, anyways."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]seto knelt down at the foot of the couch, gently taking mary's ankle in one hand and pulling it down so that it hung off the couch. slowly, he probed the spot with his fingers, lightly pressing down every once in a while. it seemed to be pretty swollen - and her skin was an angry red - but it looked like something that would heal in a few days to a week. "how bad does it hurt, mary-chan? on a scale of one to ten."

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    [font=times new roman][color=black]"saito-kun?" the blonde haired boy turned at the sound of his teacher's voice, his signature smile plastered on his face. "yes, sensei?" the teacher held out a quite professional-looking piece of paper, pointing to the kanji at the top. "you have a new first year in your tutoring group. miyuki reiko is her name. since hasagawa-kun and kousuke-kun are busy with their first years, i thought you could handle her." with a small nod, takashi took the paper, skimming over the below average grades scrawled across the page. wow. her grades are worse than the other first years i've had to tutor. ah, but it shouldn't be much of a challenge. looking up, takashi gave another nod. "i'll take care of her, sensei. leave it to me." with that, he folded up the paper and stuck it in his pocket before walking away. alright. i'll go gather the first year textbooks and meet miyuki-san in the study hall room. hopefully she'll be there -i don't want any trouble on the first day.


    ten minutes later, after gathering the necessary first year textbooks, takashi set off for the study hall classroom, peeking around the tall stack of books in his arms. he arrived in no time at all, setting the textbooks down on a desk as he peered around the room. i didn't get a picture, so i guess i'll just have to call for her. i hope it doesn't embarrass her too much. don't want her hating me already. takashi cleared his throat before calling out, "reiko miyuki? is reiko miyuki-san here today?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]i'm gonna pretend like i didn't read that


    "oh...sorry." he pulled his hand away, a small blush appaearing on his face. "if it hurts that bad...i could...stay here with you...i can just call shuuya and tsubomi and explain what happened. it wouldn't be a problem."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]"of course i'd stay here with you. you're hurt, so you're going to need help with things. and besides, i think you'd get pretty lonely out here with nothing to do." he held up a hand as she offered to get up and make tea, shaking his head. "no, no, i think you should just stay there. you might hurt yourself even worse if you try to get up. i don't want that to happen."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: black]takashi waved cheerfully from across the room as soon as his eyes landed on reiko. everyone else in the room returned to their studying as he picked the textbooks up once again, slowly making his way to the table she was sitting at. "hello, miyuki-san," he said, setting the books down again. takashi slid into the chair next to her, turning to face the girl. "i am takashi saito, your tutor. i can probably guess your first question - how long will i be tutoring you? well, i'll be your tutor until your grades improve. we have a system worked out to determine how much your grades should improve before i stop tutoring you, but it's far too complicated to explain briefly. so, any other questions, or shall we get to work on the review sheet?"


    [ it's fine. ]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: white]"i have my cellphone with me. hold on a second." seto pulled out his cellphone and flipped it open as he walked to the kitchen, dialing kido's number. once she answered, he throughly explained the situation at hand. she was silent for a moment before she said that was fine, and then hung up without saying goodbye. with a small sigh, seto tucked his phone back in his pocket and went back to the living room. "alright. i'm here for the night. is there anything you want me to do in terms of housework or yardwork? i can get anything you need done."

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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: black][ that's what i was going for. ]


    "relax, each study session's only an hour. so we don't have much time." takashi pulled a textbook out of the pile, pulling a worksheet from inside it. he passed it to reiko, digging a pencil out of his pocket. "math first, then. use the textbook for reference - the formulas and all that are in the back of the book. ask me if you need help with something." that said, the blonde leaned over, digging through his schoolbag until he found a rather thick book. he set it down on the table and opened it to the bookmark, resting his chin on his palm as he began to read.

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    this simple little template took me an hour to make so i intend to use it as much as possible
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    takashi looked up from his book as the girl stormed away, raising an eyebrow. giving up already? that's not a good sign. letting out a small sigh, he placed his bookmark in his book before standing up and following reiko. he stopped outside the girl's bathroom, peeking his head in a little. "hey, miyuki-san? what's the matter? were you confused? you could've just asked for help, you know. i wouldn't have minded helping you through the whole thing - all you had to do was ask."