bonds of conviction(shiru)

[Sheeka Riva]

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[atrb=style,background: #212121; width: 150px; height: 400px; border-bottom:dashed thick #467B94; border-top:dashed thick #467B94][style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left:25px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/c0SALs.jpg); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 40px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-topleft: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-topright: 40px; -o-border-radius-topleft: 40px; -o-border-radius-topright: 40px;] [/style]   [style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/c0SALs.jpg);] [/style]  [style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/c0SALs.jpg); -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomright: 40px; -o-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; -o-border-radius-bottomright: 40px;] [/style]	[rs=2][atrb=style,background: #121212] [style=margin-left: 10; border-bottom:dashed thick #467B94; border-top:dashed thick #467B94; height: 460px; width: 300; overflow:auto; background-color: #212121; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #FFFFFF; padding-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius: 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -o-border-radius: 10px;] Who knew that being bored could be so dang tiring? Usually back home, he had quite a few things to do in his spare time after classes at a private school he'd gone to, but now...there was nothing to be done at all. It was just so boring. He'd finish class at Septimal Moon, finish his homework as well- he'd always gotten good grades in school, having gone to a private school rather than a public one back in Italy. Afterwards...what was there to do? There was no other half for him yet, so he spent his time scouting around the city. So far, he'd been in just about every corner of the city. He was running out of places to explore and running out of things to do. Sheeka glanced up towards the sky, noting that it was getting late. The sun wasn't quite ready to set yet, but it was on the verge of it. It must've been...five or maybe slightly closer to six. Deciding to check the time rather than just guessing, he pulled his cell phone out and checked the time. Twenty till six...maybe he should start heading back to the school? Nah. He wasn't afraid of the dark, he could stay out for a little bit longer. He'd yet to explore the night life of Tokyo, but was itching to do so. He'd heard that the Japanese had the Yakuza, who was kind of like the mafia...maybe he could make contact with them for the Riva family, his family, and connect Italy to Japan in more than just the fact they'd been semi-allies in World War Two... Of course, he would have to check out the way the worked before he made any sort of contact with that Yakuza. Sure, he was mafia, but they were a relatively noble mafia family. They didn't always do things that were right, but compared to some of the other mafia familys...the Riva's were saints. Before he did anything of the sort, maybe some tea first...he was getting a little bit thirsty from all the wandering he did around the area, so finding a nice little cafe to relax in until he returned to the school was a tempting thought. Finding Yakuza could be done when he didn't have school in the morning. He found a nice, quaint little cafe that he stepped into and took a seat next to the window in the back of the cafe, which he then ordered a simple green tea and stared out the window towards the Japanese life. It was so different from Italy...but it was to be expected, being separate cultures entirely. [/style]
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[Shiruba Yukimura]

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[atrb=style, font-family: bookmanantique; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #333366; border: 2px dashed #99FFFF; color: #99CCFF]It was a beautiful spring day, and that had called the youngest of the Yukimura siblings out from the shelter of the indoors. The breeze felt good as it lightly toyed with her silver hair, and it carried the faint scent of cherry blossoms and other flowers throughout the city. It was nice. Even though neither Shira or their brother could make it for the stroll, it calmed her quite a bit. She even had decided to go quite a bit more out of her way than usual, and had come all the way out to Shiodome for a change of pace. Might as well make the day of it, right? However, now that she was here... what should she do? She stopped on a street corner and looked around aimlessly, seeing all that was around her. She could maybe go do some shopping... but that wasn't very fun by yourself. Well, it was something and something was better than nothing. She crossed the street, heading to check out a cluster of shops over there, when she stopped suddenly in front of a cafe. For some reason, the mark... her name that sat on her collarbone gave off warmth, and she turned to look at the cafe. She didn't know exactly why it reacted that way, but it probably meant something, or rather someone was inside there, and they were someone it wanted her to meet. After standing there, staring at the doorway for a while, she took a deep breath and opened the door, walking inside. There were people sitting down, drinking tea or coffee and chatting with friends, if they happened to be sitting by them. It was a cute little cafe, she decided with a small smile as she continued to look around. Then, her eyes stopped on a messy-haired brunet sitting by the window, staring outside. Was it him? She wasn't sure if it was him, or not, but there was definitely something about him. Taking a deep breath, she walked toward him, but made sure to act as if she was simply passing by, just in case. "U-Um... Excuse me, but... your tea's getting cold..." With that simple sentence, her courage had been all but used up and she hurried to a nearby table and sat down, clearly nervous. She always was the shy one in her family, after all.

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[Sheeka Riva]

[cs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background: #121212; width: 500px; height: 45px;] [style= font-family: times; font-size: 35pt; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; color: #467B94; margin-top: -20px;]DUSK LAMENT[/style] [style= background-color: #121212; font-family: courier new; font-size: 7pt; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 8px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; z index: 1; position: relative; color: #FFFFFF; margin-top: -30;]NIGHT BRINGS PAINFUL TEARS AND TWILIGHT STARS[/style]

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[rs=2][atrb=style,background: #121212] [style=margin-left: 10; border-bottom:dashed thick #467B94; border-top:dashed thick #467B94; height: 460px; width: 300; overflow:auto; background-color: #212121; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #FFFFFF; padding-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius: 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -o-border-radius: 10px;] For no reason at all, his tail wagged in an almost elated manner while he was looking out the window, the fluffy appendage smacked against an empty chair behind him. Thump. Thump. The movement increased when he caught sight of a cute girl glancing into the cafe he was currently in and then entering the cafe. He didn't know her...but why was he getting so happy just looking at her? His neck felt kind tingly and warm...that had never happened before. That was definitely a new sensation to feel and not entirely unwelcome. That was where his name was, wasn't it? Could that mean? It could. The realization that his other half was somewhere near excited him beyond belief. Who could it be? Maybe it was that cute girl that had just walked in that he had noticed looking in through the window. Pulling out his cell phone, he texted a quick message to his sister, Lanza, and several of the body guards posted around the area supposed to be well...guarding him. In all honesty, he didn't want them. Papa, however insisted. He was informing them that he might be a bit late returning to school because of something that had come up before putting it away. "U-Um... Excuse me, but... your tea's getting cold..."

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In fact, he was getting so happy and excited that he'd forgotten about his tea for the past few moments until that same cute girl pointed it out. Sheeka flushed red, glancing down towards it. "Ah. Thank you..." he stated, taking a few sips of the concoction. Once he had finished that off, he couldn't help but keep hazarding glances towards the girl from his seat. Could that be her?

Everythingt seemed to be pointed in that direction. That string that had once filtered off in some odd little direction was now pointing towards her. Ah. Ah. Oh my god. It had to be her. But what if she didn't like him or rejected him...or was one of those cute girls that were secretly cruel and mean - yanderes! No...she didn't look like one. She was too cute for that...but wait wasn't that a yandere front, cuteness?

Vigorously shaking his head, Sheeka left the money down for the tea on the table as well as a tip for the waitress that had served him before rising to his feet. Did he just go and introduce himself and hoped she knew all about her name and their fate? Or did he wait and follow her until the right time to tell her? No, he didn't want to seem like a creeper.

It took a lot of courage, but eventually he moved over to her table, the red color still in his cheeks. "Ah...ah...umn..." he was almost at a lost for words. "My name is S-Sheeka...might I bother you for yours?" If he came away with anything that night, he was definitely going to learn her name. [/style][/td][/tr]
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notes || still have the hiccups. But awww. He’s being shy, adorable, and cute all at the same time. |D [/style][/td][/tr]
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[Shiruba Yukimura]

[atrb=cellspacing,20,true][atrb=cellpadding,15,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/5szyS.jpg); border 3px dotted #000033, btable] The voice of the wind sheds drops of light onto you as you doze off [style=font: italic normal 9px helvetica; color: #000033; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.4em #c2a5a0]I won't forget your kind smile, or your eyes hidden with sorrow [style=border: 5px solid #66CCFF; width: 280; background-color: #66CCFF] [style=font: italic normal bold 26px/18px comicsansms; color: #000066; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.6em #a5bbc4; text-align: right]You were always, always, always smiling right next to me [style=font: italic normal 9px helvetica; color: #000033; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.4em #c2a5a0; text-align: right]Even if I lose you, I'll get you back. I will never leave you

[atrb=style, font-family: bookmanantique; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #333366; border: 2px dashed #99FFFF; color: #99CCFF]Shiru had been sitting at her table, drinking a milkshake and eating a small parfait when the brown-haired boy from earlier came over to her table. Surprised, she stopped dead in her tracks and stared at him wide-eyed like a deer caught in headlights. There it was again, too. The warmth from her collar was all too noticeable. Obviously, her name was reacting to him. He must be her partner. She slowly set down her spoon as she listened to him stammer out his name and wondered if she would even be able to find her voice again. She would have to try. He was going to be important to her, after all. "It's... It's nice to meet you," she replied, bowing her head politely to the boy before shyly gesturing to the seat across from her. "You... don't have to just stand there... if you don't want to... Um... My...My name is Shiruba. It's... really nice to meet you... um... Sheeka." Well, her voice hadn't died, and she had offered him a place to sit, but still she felt awkward. Just what kind of guy was he? He seemed about as nervous as she was, so he couldn't be too bad, could he? No, he really looked like an honest type. She had a strong feeling about that. Maybe it was because of their name. However, even though it's what he had introduced himself as, calling him Sheeka felt strange, and unfamiliar. Well, they were strangers up until this point, but if he was her Fighter, then she probably should treat him in a more friendly manner. What would be more friendly, though...? A nickname, maybe? Yes, that was it! A nickname! That would work perfectly! After rolling his name around in her head for a bit, she found the best one. "Um... May I... May I call you Shee-kun?" It was a simple nickname, but it wasn't anything girly like Shee-chan or Shee-tan. Also, it was rather close to his actual name, so it worked. She could only hope he'd like it.

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[Sheeka Riva]

[cs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background: #121212; width: 500px; height: 45px;] [style= font-family: times; font-size: 35pt; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; color: #467B94; margin-top: -20px;]DUSK LAMENT[/style] [style= background-color: #121212; font-family: courier new; font-size: 7pt; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 8px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; z index: 1; position: relative; color: #FFFFFF; margin-top: -30;]NIGHT BRINGS PAINFUL TEARS AND TWILIGHT STARS[/style]
[atrb=style,background: #212121; width: 150px; height: 400px; border-bottom:dashed thick #467B94; border-top:dashed thick #467B94][style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left:25px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/c0SALs.jpg); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 40px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-topleft: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-topright: 40px; -o-border-radius-topleft: 40px; -o-border-radius-topright: 40px;] [/style]   [style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/BNj1us.jpg);] [/style]  [style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/6QBZ2s.jpg); -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomright: 40px; -o-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; -o-border-radius-bottomright: 40px;] [/style]	[rs=2][atrb=style,background: #121212] [style=margin-left: 10; border-bottom:dashed thick #467B94; border-top:dashed thick #467B94; height: 460px; width: 300; overflow:auto; background-color: #212121; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #FFFFFF; padding-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius: 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -o-border-radius: 10px;] Now that he was closer to her, he could definitely tell without a single ounce of doubt that she was his Sacrifice. It was so reliving and exciting the same time. Excited because he'd only dreamed of finally meeting his Sacrifice and relived because now he had a Sacrifice to protect like a good Fighter. Papa, Lanza, and Mama Celino would be so happy to hear he finally found his Sacrifice. Now, if only Lanza could too...but this wasn't about Lanza at the moment. It was about his own Sacrifice. Sheeka smiled when Shiru introduced herself and like any polite European would do, gently took her hand and kissed it like any polite gentleman would do. Usually, a kiss on the hand such of this was meant to mean a lot of things. "It's nice to meet you too, Shiru," Sheeka stated politely, letting a smile cross his features as he took the seat that she had offered. Shee-kun? Shee-kun...he liked the sound of that. It wasn't too girly, like his name was. Some sort of variation of the Japanese name Shika...but it sounded nice. Familiar. And just outright cute. His eyes brightened at the name as his tail wagged back and forth rather happily. "I like it," he chirped happily. As time moved on in her presence, he was getting more and more comfortable with her. That was great! Now what were they were supposed to talk about? Besides, their relationship as a Unit. It was pretty obvious that she knew about it...but he wasn't all that sure he knew how to bring it up. "I wasn't expecting to meet my Sacrifice today, so I don't really know what to say..." Sheeka admitted, glancing down at the table before looking back up at Shiru, smiling brightly. "But I'm really happy to have met you today! Especially since I seem to have such a cute girl for my Sacrifice. I wasn't sure what kind of person I would have as my other half, but you seem really nice and you're cute...so I couldn't ask for a better one." Sheeka added as an after-thought. She was really cute, why not tell her she was and let her know how happy he truly was to have found her. [/style]
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[Shiruba Yukimura]

[atrb=cellspacing,20,true][atrb=cellpadding,15,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/5szyS.jpg); border 3px dotted #000033, btable] The voice of the wind sheds drops of light onto you as you doze off [style=font: italic normal 9px helvetica; color: #000033; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.4em #c2a5a0]I won't forget your kind smile, or your eyes hidden with sorrow [style=border: 5px solid #66CCFF; width: 280; background-color: #66CCFF] [style=font: italic normal bold 26px/18px comicsansms; color: #000066; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.6em #a5bbc4; text-align: right]You were always, always, always smiling right next to me [style=font: italic normal 9px helvetica; color: #000033; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.4em #c2a5a0; text-align: right]Even if I lose you, I'll get you back. I will never leave you

[atrb=style, font-family: bookmanantique; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #333366; border: 2px dashed #99FFFF; color: #99CCFF]Shiru watched the brunet in silence as he took her by the hand and...kissed it. Wait a minute. He kissed it? His lips just came into contact with the back of her hand, like something she had seen in one of those Western fairytale movies, making Sheeka suddenly look rather regal... almost like a prince. Her cheeks flushing a deep pink, the girl's mind raced as she struggled to find something to say, or do. She certainly hadn't expected him to do that to her, not in the slightest. But... still... it was nice. It made her feel almost like she was a princess, which was something most girls wanted to be, right? Every girl wanted to be pampered and have their every need tended to, and most importantly, they wanted to be loved by a prince. Not that she was expecting the young European man to love her, or anything. No, that would be too much for her to ask of him, whether he was her fighter or not. She was a modest Japanese girl, after all, and she would feel out of place if she wanted too much. Being self-centered wasn't exactly the silver-haired girl's forte. She watched his face carefully after she had given him his nickname,and relaxed a bit when he stated his approval, his face echoing the sentiment. "Ah... Good. I'm happy you like it," she managed, shyly glancing back down to her parfait as a hand drifted up to her collar, lightly rubbing at the name that rested on that spot. It was still warm, and it still tingled a little. Maybe it was something she would have to get used to. She now had her Fighter, after all. Then it hit her. If they just met, then their bond might not be strong enough for him to find her if she called, right? Slowly, she reached down into her pocket and fished out a small blue cellphone, which she clutched tightly in both hands. "U-Um... Shee-kun... Do you... have a phone? I thought... it would be nice to exchange numbers? Just in case?" she asked, her voice coming out as a pathetic squeak. She just was too shy. It was always moments like this when she was at her most pathetic and stupid. "I wasn't expecting to meet my Sacrifice today, so I don't really know what to say... But I'm really happy to have met you today! Especially since I seem to have such a cute girl for my Sacrifice. I wasn't sure what kind of person I would have as my other half, but you seem really nice and you're cute...so I couldn't ask for a better one." What was that? Her ears pricked up at the sound of his words and she peeked up at her Fighter, who sat across from her. Cute... He said she was cute. Flushing embarrassedly, she clutched at her phone tighter as she shyly looked down again, but this time she managed a small, shy smile. "T-Thank you, Shee-kun... I... I wasn't expecting to find my Fighter, either... But I... I'm happy, too. You're really nice, so I'm... uh... looking forward to working with you," she managed, struggling to find her voice. She really wasn't used to such compliments, nor was she used to that sort of attention, but she didn't mind it. If anything, she quite liked it. But still, it was so embarrassing!

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[Sheeka Riva]

[cs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background: #121212; width: 500px; height: 45px;] [style= font-family: times; font-size: 35pt; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; color: #467B94; margin-top: -20px;]DUSK LAMENT[/style] [style= background-color: #121212; font-family: courier new; font-size: 7pt; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 8px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; z index: 1; position: relative; color: #FFFFFF; margin-top: -30;]NIGHT BRINGS PAINFUL TEARS AND TWILIGHT STARS[/style]

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[rs=2][atrb=style,background: #121212] [style=margin-left: 10; border-bottom:dashed thick #467B94; border-top:dashed thick #467B94; height: 460px; width: 300; overflow:auto; background-color: #212121; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #FFFFFF; padding-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius: 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -o-border-radius: 10px;] Sheeka noticed that soft shade of pink creep across Shiru's cheeks and he was confused for a moment. Wait...Japanese didn't do that, did they? It must have been a little bit embarrassing for her...Maybe he would teach her about Italian culture a little bit eventually? Honestly though, part of him knew that she would now be dragged into the mafia now. It worried him. Both he and Lanza were the next bosses of the Riva family - Alessandro preferred that they shared the family over giving it to a single child. It wasn't that he was worried that one would be jealous over being favored, it was just that he didn't want to have to decide over either of his children. They both would be adequate replacements for him when he retired. It was a bit startling, to be honest. He had just met this girl and he already wanted to keep her safe. He wanted to make sure nothing at all every happened to her. It was actually more than a bit startling...it was odd...but then again, it really wasn't. The first time he'd met Alessandro, he had tried to steal his wallet for whatever change he had within only the be caught by both him and Celino. After that, they had gone out of their way to make sure he was safe even though they didn't know him at all. Letting out a soft breath of contented air, Sheeka smiled softly towards the cute girl as she questioned whether or not he had a phone. "Yes," he chirped as the two exchanged phone numbers. Flicking his tail slightly he smiled again, tilting his head to the side rather cutely. "I'll always come when you call for me," the brown-haired boy stated seriously, although it was still cute no matter how serious he was trying to be. Once he realized what he had said, the boy blushes slightly, finally realizing that he was probably embarrassing the girl even more. It was still cute, though. Glancing at the time on the phone, Sheeka then looked at Shiru and smiled. "It's getting late, would you like me to walk you home?" he asked cutely. THREAD END

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