Raven Asked for it! [Open-ish]

[Mikhail Rost]

What a day! Big tests, fitness exam's, not to mention a hollow sighting around lunchtime. He had needed to sneak off and deal with it, but it was such a small fry that it only gave him the run around for a few minutes before he took care of it. Mikhail was exhausted! He'd made his way home and let his backpack drop to the floor.

"Uhhhh, so tired..." He glanced up at a clock on the wall, noting that his parents wouldn't be home for a few hours still, then he went up to his room and got comfortable. He stripped down to some boxers, then laid down with a sigh and pulled the blankets up over his head.

His young sister Anya however, was wide awake and wanted to play. As Mikhail fell asleep, her head peeked into his doorway.

"Miiikhaaaiiilll?..." She asked softly but got no answer... "...hehehe..."

Then quietly she padded over towards him and poked his cheek, ducking down to hide. When Mikhail didn't move, she grinned and produced a small make-up bag she took from their mother's room.

She opened a tiny case, took out a fluffy puff, and dabbed it in some powder. Then Anya proceeded to brush and dab on her brother's face, all the while thinking how pretty he's gonna look. Good thing he was so tired! She put her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle as she took out some lip stick a pretty red shade. Mikhail mumbled in his sleep almost biting the lipstick before she drew it away hurriedly. She finished that and then took out some eyeshadow to brush on.

~You know Mikhail, if you had longer hair, you'd be soo cute!~ As she thought this, she laughed and covered her mouth again, but the sound caused Mikhail to snort in his sleep. It scared Anya and she dropped the make-up case and darted out of the room.

Mikhail grumbled, then turned to the side hugging his pillow, dreaming about his date with Yugito. It was so nice and peaceful with her snuggling up against him in the theater during the movie. Suddenly two red eyes glowed outside his window and there was a loud crash as a claw smashed through.

"W-what the?!" Mikhail's hazel eyes flew open as a hollow's arm reached through the window and grabbed him. He gasped and struggled as the snarling creature pulled him outside and growled.

"You're mine, human!" The Hollow screeched.

Then it beat its wings and started to fly off. Turns out that the smaller hollow from earlier was working for this one, and he was none to happy about Mikhail dispatching his underling. The mid-afternoon sun shone down on the streets and buildings, as the hollow flew back through Karakura town. It soared between buildings and up over them, holding Mikhail in its taloned hand.

Mikhail squirmed and shouted, "Let go of me!" he yelled, finally managing to free an arm as they flew back over the school grounds.

He concentrated and the air grew cold and crisp, his aura chilling the hollow and causing it to shriek in surprise as ice formed over its claw. It unexpectedly opened its claw, and Mikhail started to slip but grabbed on with one hand to keep from falling. He dangled high above the school and looked down terrified.

He gulped and with his free hand shaped an icicle dagger. Mikhail swung his arm up and threw it into the hollow's wing causing it to desend a little, and with a cry of anger it shook Mikhail loose just over the roof. He landed and rolled as the hollow flew off, and Mikhail had to wonder if he had seen the last of it. As he watched it go, he shivered just slightly and realized that he was stuck at school with no clothes, what a nightmare!

"Oh my god! What the hell am I gonna do? Alright, calm down Mikhail, gotta think this through,..." Mikhail took a deep breath and rubbed his face, taking his hand away with a bit of color...

"What in the world...is on my face?" It wasn't blood, but it was reddish in color.

There wasn't anyone up there with him thankfully but he wouldn't be surprised if there were still some students hanging around for the after school activities.

"This sooo sucks!" He hissed with annoyance as he went over and opened the door just a bit. Mikhail peered down the stairwell to see if anyone was around and thankfully there was no one. With a deep breath he sprinted down the steps and opened the door to an empty hallway. With a relieved sigh he gingerly stepped out and over to some lockers. There had to be an open locker with something he could put on!

"I swear I'll return whatever I find, just please let me find some clothes."

Locked,...locked,...locked, damnit! After a short search he finally found one that opened when he pulled the latch. His eyes lit up with hope but then were dashed completely. Obviously this was a girls locker, but there was a bag with some clothes in it.

It was right about that time that Mikhail heard a door open down the hall and some voices from within the room. They appeared to stand there and talk with someone in the room for the moment before leaving. There was no time to debate how much of a good or bad idea this was.

He pulled a magenta colored dress out of the bag, and with a pang of regret threw it over his head and slipped his arms into its short sleeves. Good thing it was long and covered a good portion of his legs. He grumbled as the only shoes in the bag were a pair of shiny metallic green heels, but whoever was standing in the doorway was starting to back out...and then stepped back in. So he hurriedly set the shoes on the floor, and put them on, wobbling awkwardly. He quickly smoothed down the dress and as a last thought, grabbed a book from the locker to put in front of his face. He peeked out from behind its pages and stood close to the locker like he was supposed to be there. Hopefully whoever was in the room would just come out and go away so he could escape...

[OPEN AS OF NOW...]

[Sam]

Inside another room from where the unlucky Mikhail had been rummaging for clothes, Yue was packing up for the day. Her cooking club had just finished a lesson on creative bread making technique and trying to get famous sushi chef Yoshikazu Ono to visit a meeting. Yue had come up with a combination that would surely make her the envy of her fellow club members.

They were not very happy with the black guck oozing from nearly burnt melon bread. The smell alone made several of them gag. Yue found them quite delicious and made several other members sick to the stomach when she took a bite of one.

Done for her after school cooking club, the other members being some people without a refine palate to appreciate her food. Hiro would certainly enjoy her latest creation, melon bread with red bean and garlic paste. She had closed the door to her locker and had started to walk down the hall when a noise caught her ear.

The other girls had walked the opposite direction of where Mikhail had been standing, but Yue was coming from behind the young man. At first, Yue saw a girl just hanging around her locker. Her dress was not familiar so she wasn't part of the cooking club. She looked kind of new, Yue can understand how being new in a new school can be, so she went up to her.

"Hi, can I help you?" She smile softly as her duffel bag was over her shoulder. She wore her white leather duster coat she got from her grandmother.

[Mikhail Rost]

Mikhail was peering over to the top of the book towards the other class when a voice from behind politely asked if she could help. The voice was kinda familiar but it took Mikhail a moment to place it. He only hoped he could somehow get out of this without revealing that it was him. It was a gamble, but in a split second decision he decided to conjure up a persona that might fool the classmate.

He flipped his hair which being shorter and tousled made the 'girl' persona look slightly tomboyish, at least he had the makeup on but it wasn't very well done. He could only hope that if she studied him she wouldn't recognize him.

Mikhail tried speaking in a high girly voice to throw her off. "No, no everything's fine I'm just, just putting some things away,... In my locker. Thanks for asking though."

He continued to hide much of his face behind the book hoping she wouldn't try to be too friendly but he doubted he was gonna get off the hook that easy.

[Sam]

This girl was acting rather weird, compared to other girls. Her voice was kinda scratching and high and the way she messed with her hair just came off valley girl. It just seemed like she was acting what guys usually thought girls acted. It was a bit insulting actually.

With a raised eye brow, Yue looked at Mikhail with a bit of suspicion. It just seemed a bit odd that she never seen this girl before, though not being able to see all of her face wasn't helping. "I have some cover up if you're trying to hide a blemish." She said, thinking that maybe this would allow the girl to lower her guard and the book.

She reached in her bag to produce small vile of multitone cover up makeup. Just what he needed was more make up. She went to continue her investigation of this girl. "I'm Yue, Yue Amagasaki." Classic way to get a name, it worked almost 99% of the time. Almost no one tried to avoid stating their name after this.

[Mikhail Rost]

"I have some cover up if you're trying to hide a blemish."

Yue was eyeing Mikhail skeptically, maybe with a slight annoyance, perhaps he was trying too hard but what choice did he have? Relax, maybe if I don't appear too memorable then Yue will leave me alone. He tried to tone down the squeekiness of the voice he was using and politely replied.

"Oh um, thanks, that's really nice of you, but it could probably wait till I get home."

Yue produced a small bottle of make up from her bag and offered it to him. It would just be rude not to accept the help so he took it with a murmur of thanks.

"I'm Yue, Yue Amagasaki." Ooh what a sneaky way of trying to get information, or just her being social.

Mikhail caught himself as he started to reply. "I'm Mi-chelle," A very slight pause as he quickly thought up a name. "I appreciate you helping me, Yue." Just act natural Mikhail thought.

"So, umm, how were your classes today? Staying kinda late?"

[Sam]

As 'she' took the cover up, Yue noticed that 'her' arms were unnaturally hairy. It wasn't uncommon for certain girls to have hairy arms, but then again high school girls try to hide stuff like that. the tone of her voice changed as well, that was quite odd, but maybe Yue was just reading to much into it.

Reading into something too much may be the reason she questioned the pause in the name. It's almost as if Michelle had been a name 'she' came up with on the spot. It wasn't even a Japanese name, this was odd because Yue thought she was the only transfer student this year. Then again, Michelle could have been here far longer then Yue.

"So, umm, how were your classes today? Staying kinda late?"

Questions, that's a good way to get info. Yue had her own questions, but that could wait as she had a 'conversation' with Michelle. "Classes were alright, but I learned this stuff already. Next year I should be the seniors as I should be right now." Commenting on her late transfer was always an interesting subject, though it wasn't a bad one. She'd prefer to avoid talking about it, that and her web show.

Then the conversation turned to her passion. Cooking Club. She beamed at Michelle, weird right, as she produced a Tupperware container of her latest masterpiece. "Staying late because of my club. I'm part of the cooking club, here have a taste." Before Michelle could protest, Yue stuffed a piece of the charred, black oozing concoction in 'her' mouth.

"Good, right?" She had a innocent smile on her face as she blushed a bit. She knew her food was the best, but it was always nice to hear it from someone other than her brother.