Clubs and noise [open...if anyone cares]

[Mirai Ira]

The last seconds of school were ticking away, leading into a long awaited week end. The history teacher had done the usual quick run over of the chapter, pointing out key points and left the rest for the students to figure out. So after the fifteen minute lecture, a room full of excited freshman and juniors were let loose to do as they pleased until school was over. The teacher, sitting comfortably at his desk in the corner, didn't care about anything anyone did unless there was fire or blood.

Ira was staring blankly at her open textbook, wishing vehemently that there was at least a little blood. That would probably lower the noise level of her classmates by a few decibels at least. Sighing, she shut her book and prepared her backpack to leave. She wasn't usually in a hurry, but Fridays were when most clubs met. Art club wasn't too special, but it provided a somewhat quiet atmosphere that wasn't completely dead like her apartment.

BRIIIING.

"KENDO!" was the only scream that Ira could understand of all the excited shouts from the students.

She waited a few minutes for the room to clear and the halls to become less full before exiting the classroom. She passed the teacher completely, ignoring him. Ira actually liked this class a bit. It was wild and full of rowdy kids, but the teacher didn't expect much from his students other than good test scores. Ira managed them, so she had no problem.

Ira walked through the halls, and down one flight of stairs to get to the art room. The club meeting didn't really start until fifteen minutes after school ended, but Ira came in and dumped her backpack anyway. Since no one other than the supervisor was there yet, Ira asked to be excused for a bit and went outside.

"What to do for fifteen minutes," she said to herself, walking out the front entrance in her faded jeans and new shirt. Thinking back a few minutes, kendo came to her mind. "...let's see what the kendo club is doing then."

((Hey, is kendo in the gymnasium? If it's in the field or something, I'll edit))

Faintly remembering that that club met in the gym, Ira jogged over to see what was going on. Some bashing and shouting was heard from inside the gym when Ira had gotten close to an open window. 'So loud,' Ira thought as she opened the door wand shuffled inside.

[Kiyori Shuu]

((It's in a dojo, did I say "KENDO!"? oh well, i'll put I did.))

As the bell rang, the only thing that came into the freshman's mind was, "KENDO!" Shuu quickly grabbed her belongings and squeezed through all the other students that were trying to get out. With a huge grin on her face, she ran towards the kendo dojo. It was awfully loud today in the dojo, as the senior students talked amongst themselves. 'Something must be hapening.' The girl thought heading towards the other freshmen.

"Konichiwa minna!" Shuu said as usual.

As they replied, their sensei noticed that Shuu had come in. "Kiyori Shuu! Come here." With a confused look, Shuu turned to her sensei. "Kiyori-chan, there will be a kendo competition starting next week. You have been doing really well, so I'm asking once, do you want to join?" Shuu grinned, it wasn't usual that she would be eligable to join an elite high school kendo competition. "Hai!" If it was possible, Shuu's smile widened.

Another freshman walked through the doors just as kendo was about to start. Shuu turned, and recognized a student from her class.

[Mirai Ira]

((Normal schools don't have dojos...so the gym or the field will have to suffice....unless you want to move this baby to the actual dojo forum. If we did that though, Ira would be out of place. Besides that, a school club wouldn't meet outside of school grounds, because that is weird. Oh and the scream could have been yours. I just needed something to remind Ira of kendo, since she would have no interest otherwise.))

IC:

It seems the practice was just starting. Some people were still getting into their gear as Ira entered. Most of the bashing, she assumed, was done by the seniors already in their guards and helmets. One bright eyed child was standing among them, definitely out of place in a regular high school. The only problem was that Konoha High wasn't the most regular high school. Ira noticed all sorts of interesting characters in the halls and in a few of her classes- even through her haze of non-noticing indifference. It wouldn't totally surprise her if this child did belong here somehow.

The blue haired girl turned around at the slight creak of the door. 'Surprising how anyone can notice such a small noise in the midst of so many blathering fools,' Ira though, not exactly impressed, but still surprised. There was a flash of recognition from the younger girl's eyes, but Ira didn't care. 'If I can recognize people, I suppose I can be recognized as well. I've been here for a two months now.'

She shuffled her feet towards the benches at the sides of the gymnasium to find a seat. Ira decided it might be interesting to stick around and watch what would happen for a bit. She had no watch, and she didn't have great enough vision to see the school clock fixed above the locker room doors from across the gymnasium. Knowing this, the girl walked towards the cluster of kendo members to get to the benches on the other side of the gym.


**OOC: so short....*

[gotmilk]

[[Ira forced me to post here. Xp]]

"Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four..."

Hiro slowly completed her twenty fifth back flip slowly. Normally, she wasn't much of a gymnastic kind of person, but she was above average flexible. Her 'back flip' consisted of a slow backwards bridge along with a hand stand and then landing slowly on her feet again as she traveled from one room of the gym to the next. Just a warm up activity before art club she supposed.

From the fifteen minutes she had left before her busy schedules began (mainly with art club, her job, and then homework when she finally got home), a well balanced meditation was in order. And working on her flexibilty was only part one. From the far end of the gym, facing the wall, Hiro bent backwards to begin another travel across the room. All at the same time, she watched her best friend in her Kendo practice, Shuu.

It's been a while since they had done anything together with both their schedules interwined and all. But during the few moments they have free, they've done everything together. I just so happened that today it was Hiro's turn to attend Shuu's club as a spectator. Occasionally, she'd use one hand to balance herself and the other to wave to her friend as a motion of recognition.

There had been more members to kendo club than Hiro had originally thought, and all looked as fierce as the next. Shuu on the other hand, looked rather gentle...to people that don't know her at least. Hiro laughed sheepishly at the memories of times when her best friend actually got angry enough to fight a person.

Hiro continued to form a bridge but stopped abruptly when a person came into her path. Looking up while in her hand stand position, a wide pleasant grin came up to her face. "Ira-san! I didn't know you take Kendo!" she assumed dimly considering Ira's clothing resembled nothing like those of kendo club.

[[Bleh. It's been a while. Sorry it's bad.]]