((That last statement made me giggle))

"I guess so...Like my mom trying to plant tomatoes in winter..." He grumbled when he remembered it, as it had only happened that last year. "To be honest, I'm still worried about leaving mom on her own. I really meant it when I said I'm part vampire. That's what most people in the village say," Sayaku laughed nervously. "Our dad is a major night owl. He sleeps all day and wakes up at night. He has perfect night vision too. That and when he gets cut, he just sucks his own blood to replenish the lost. He fits the description..." He laughed a bit more. "Is it possible that I am part vampire? I do love rain more than the sun. But wait...Vampires are supposed to be strong and good with girls.."

((S'okay. Since he knows it's his friend now, he won't react as quickly anyway xD))

"You know I could've walked myself... Though it's likely safer working together when it's this dark," He chuckled, adding, "And no, it's not an act. I really can't handle girls that well. Well, besides my sister and my mother. Mostly my mom." He laughed nervously. "The thing that makes me like a vampire is that I love it when it's not as hot out 'cause I get hot easily and my sleep habits. But really, otherwise I'd think I'm pretty normal... Well, more normal then my sister anyway."

"You're like my sister in that way. Well, to some extent. She loves warmth, but I have a feeling she's more extremist about it then you. I mean... She can wear a winter coat in summer and seemingly still be cold..." He laughed nervously. "She's far from a vampire considering that and her ailment being that she makes too much blood for her body to handle. I think she'd be better off being vampire food..." he thought about it. Hadn't he actually told his sister that part once?

"True, normal is for the lack-of-imagination to some extent. But I mean, my sister has no imagination. It's all logic based. But...She isn't normal. At all." He laughed more. "I think normal, in the end though, all depends on our own idea of it. I mean...This school is far from normal to me just because it's so big. After all, to me normal is a small community that's like a big family since it's how I grew up, you know? Others think where I live is weird. So...It's all perspective."

"It was mostly 'cause while I thought you were a girl you touched me. Girl plus touch in my case is especially scary... Since that's what caused the fear in the first place." Sayaku laughed nervously. How pathetic was he to have to admit such a peculiar thing? That situation couldn't be normal...But to him it was life.

"She can be I guess. Though it depends on what you find entertaining. I'm hoping the people I've met here won't scare her as much. She's actually pretty calm if I'm there, strangely enough. I think it's because after last time, she expects me to protect her if something happens. Though I would likely do that anyway. But I don't think that problem should come up too easily. I'd like to think I have good judgement of character."

"Don't start asking a question and then changing your mind. It makes people worry." Sayaku was fairly blunt as he noted the statement, leaning back again so that his head had hit the back wall, though he apparently didn't notice. He stared upward at what seemed like nothing, though he was trying to see if he could remember where the boards of the upper bed were. "If you have a question, you shouldn't fear asking. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it's worse if you don't get the satisfaction of an answer to bring you back from that death. That's what I was always told..."

"Why? Does it have to do with my sister's health? Nah that wouldn't be considered personal for me. Um..." He tried to think of what the question would be, but now he was flustered by the very thought. "I can't even make a guess. Dang.... Now you have me curious!"

((s'okay. my post is short too <3))

"My virginity is still in tact, thanks." He laughed a bit. The way the other boy had asked was quite intriguing. "You're a unique one with that subject. A majority of guys I know get excited and just talk about it like it's nothing. Glad to meet someone who actually talks about it as if it has meaning. It's sorta annoys me the way most guys treat it." He chuckled still.

"I never had an interest in someone enough to think about it really. It's just not me y'know? I think that's something that'll just happen when time decides it's, well, time. But I'm not really worried about whether or not I do it in the end or not. There are more important things then something like that."

"That's true. I guess the way we think about things is also affected by our environment. Well, to some extent." He smiled a bit, noticing the way his words seemed slightly cautious. "Are you alright? You're speaking a little off..."

"I don't really care about your sex life, to be honest..." Sayaku mumbled. "That sort of thing is someone's private business, ain't it? It shouldn't be something you feel obligated to tell someone or talk about. That's my opinion, anyway. While it's not something to be embarrassed about, it's not something you should push yourself to talk about since it's a very sensitive matter."

"Well, since you've been trying so hard to help me with my girl problem, I'll do my best to help you with your trouble talking to guys. You'll get better with practice after all, right? Growing up in a house full of girls is bound to make it a little hard, I'd imagine. So don't worry to much... Just be yourself. I know I won't judge you, and so far I can say a number of other guys won't either. Well, besides Joey judging you as feminine, but you get the point. Being yourself is the best way to be if you wanna make friends y'know."

"I wouldn't jump that far ahead yet, buddy. Besides, there's no such thing as perfect. You can never perfect an art... And they say socialization is an art all its own." Grinning, he yawned a bit. "I'm tired... If it's alright with you, I think I'll hit the sack for now. Let's bug Joey tomorrow about that festival thing though. Sound good? Maybe we can help or somethin'."

"Night, Olive." Sayaku replied. He fell onto his bed without paying heed to the covers, head falling straight onto the pillow with his legs stretched out, arms on his chest out of habit. As his eyes closed and the darkness of the evening swallowed him into slumber, He didn't move a muscle until the sun came up.

((Yay! Time to time skip?))

The sound of a voice caused Sayaku more turmoil waking up then the filtered sunlight. A grumble escaped him- he was exhausted. Reluctantly pushing a blanket or something that seemed like one off of his face, which he'd pulled up to blind himself from the light, he groaned. "Can't morning come later?" This was the first time he could remember hating a morning so quickly.

Getting out of bed, he revealed a naked torso, his shorts hugging onto his stomach slightly to show he was bloated, likely from eating too many greens. "I feel off today...Huh..." Shaking it off, he took his clothes for the day and headed to the bathroom before turning over to look at his friend. "Mornin', Olive." He then entered the bathroom to get ready for the day.

((Nope, you're right. He is somewhat tan, and he has a slightly muscular build from all the farm work in the past. Though he isn't overly so, it does get noticeable if his torso is exposed.))

The water against his skin was refreshing as his back felt dry and bitter. He took a bit of the shampoo bottle he only vaguely recognized, feeling that the coconut-scent would be much more relaxing compared to his usual herb-filled stuff. Stretching, he finished his shower swiftly before changing in the room, letting a sigh of relief escape him. His black shirt contrasted well with his skin and blue eyes, which seemed more noticeable compared to his brown hair than normal.

Exiting the bathroom, he continued to dry his hair with a towel while walking. "Sorry, but I borrowed some of your shampoo. I really can't handle the stench of mine today." He laughed nervously before shaking his head a bit like a dog to finish the drying process, putting his hair towel down on his pillow as a way to let it air dry- though, he knew later he'd have to dry the pillow too.

Finishing getting his sneakers on, he looked over at his roommate. "Shall we get going then? Don't wanna be late for breakfast."

"You seem a little off today," Sayaku noted simply. While he didn't notice the other boy's interest in him, nor any specific femininity that would make him stand out, he did notice the way the boy seemed to be struggling to either look or not look at him. "You may have pushed too hard yesterday, 'cause you seem to be a little scattered. Try not to push too hard so you won't catch a cold. Unless you think you're a dummy..." He trailed off. "I don't believe it, but my sister says she once heard dummies don't catch colds."

"If you believe in that sort of thing," Sayaku replied. "Personally, I don't think you're a dummy. In reality I don't think anyone's a dummy... The only dumb thing is thinking you are." He laughed a bit, adding, "Though that one goat that kept hitting me even when I wasn't trying to bug it made me wonder..."

"Good to see you too, Joey," Sayaku responded with a slight laugh. In his mind, he debated about how well Joey could be mistaken as a regular person from his village, considering he was similar to one of his old friends. However, the thought never reached his lips as he turned to look at his upperclassman. "It is fancy, ain't it? After all, we're going to have a good breakfast again today." He chuckled.

"Oh, Joey, do you know anything about some sort of play festival sorta thing going on soon? My sister heard about it and wants to come, but I didn't even know a thing about it. Anything I can help with?"

"Sure, why not? Maybe it'll keep Sis's interest more." Sayaku laughed. "Besides, I come from a farming village. I've met a lot of servant boys back then so I know a lot about them. It might help me put up a front for it." He grinned. "You'll have to tell me where we're performing in advance though. My sister needs details that I can tell her sooner rather than later, so she can have someone write it down and remind her."

"How does playing a part in a school play make someone famous, anyway?" Sayaku asked with a blank look on his face. "Seriously, this may be an arts-amplified school but it doesn't mean we get famous just for saying a line in a play. That's not logical even to me." The boy laughed, however. "Still, it'll be fun. As long as the people enjoy it, y'know?"

"Don't worry too much about him, he's just overreacting to things." Peter noted, walking up from behind. "Oh and be careful with him around your sister. Knowing our luck he'll scare her away."

"Eh, she'll admire and envy his energy is my guess." Sayaku replied, chuckling. "I don't think even Flute could find this guy scary. And she's scared of guys in general, so that's saying somethin'. Olive too, probably won't be a problem."

"I'm with Olive," Sayaku noted, reading the other boy's expression. "I'll believe it when I see it. Just be careful. Sis has a weak body 'cause of poor health and she's naturally slow. So don't make her run anywhere... If you do, she'll collapse and I'm not letting you off easy." Sayaku's grin showed he was being partially playful as he watched Peter flick his friend's shoulder.

"Don't be a baby. You should be able to handle criticism."

Sayaku grumbled to himself. "I thought I was your friend too," He pouted, laughing a bit soon after as he felt a pat on the back from Peter.

"Don't take it to heart. He knows we're just teasing him. Mostly."

"I guessed so." Sayaku grinned before keeping his pace up to match that of his friends. "Oh, Joey. What exactly is the play about? It'd be easier to play the part if I know the story."