Embarassing Moments[open]

[Mikari Okara]

This was awful. Extremely awful Mikari was currently curising his overly feminine body. His first day of gym/P.E he was given a girl uniform. Forcing several people to snicker, laugh outloud, wink, or do the famous wolf whistle at him. Mainly cause it was a white t-shirt and red shorts that fit snuggly on his overly slender legs. "I hate my girliness. If I wasnt so weak I'd work out at a gym." he muttered to himself in sheer embarassment. It was bad enough people thought he was a girl already, if this didnt add to the cake then nothing would.

[cyrus]

There was many things Cyrus Makoa hated in life and one of them was PE. He hated it only because it involved manual labor in such a way that he had to move and do stuff that he did not want to do. He didn't care to do push ups or jumping jacks and running around and dodging crap. Granted he was really good at running with the long legs that he had and dodging was an awesome thing, you learned to dodge well when people at school hated you.

He looked at his outfit, grateful no one mistook him for a girl, unlike poor Mikari who did. Speaking of Mikari, he noticed the poor blond who was blushing a new shade of red that Cy never knew existed. he tilted his head to the side, staring at Mikari with a confused expression. At least he looked good in the girls uniform but it was funny. But Cy didn't laugh he just smiled and shook his head.

Poor Mikari...the boy seriously needed to find some way to look more...masculine.

[Mikari Okara]

Mikari fidgeted on his feet slightly twisting the end of his shirt blushing deeper red as each millisecond past by. "This totally sucks." he muttered noticing a few stares from the guys and a few glares from companians who wanted the starers attention. Why was he cursed with such cute body shape? He blushed deeper when he noticed Cyrus staring at him. Always keeping his eyes glued to the ground.

[cyrus]

Feeling sorry for the boy, Cyrus approached him and poked him in the arm, "Hey," he said softly, "You alright?" the punk asked with a raised brow and doing his best not to chuckle. He honestly did feel bad for the boy, it had to suck being in his position at the moment.

He looked up at the other guys, rolling his eyes he clapped his hands, "Alright guys, shows over, why don't you look at someone else?" He stated and then noticed some of the guys looking at him, "And not at me either, trust me, I am nothing special." The teenager turned to Mikari then and shook his head for a second time. "On the bright side, its not bad looking on you." He offered, trying to make the boy feel better.

[Mikari Okara]

The blonde let out an embarassed squeak when he was poked in the arm "Y-Yes." he told him blushing. Mikari smiled when Cyrus helped him get people's attention off of him for once. Mikari gushed deeper red at the comment. "T..Thanks." he stuttered out shifting on his feet still. "I just hate it when people stare. I cant wear guy clothing. It just happens." he said still red in the face.

[cyrus]

"Really? Well that's interesting, maybe you should try it sometime, then no one will stare at you as much...maybe." He seemed to think about this and shrugged. "Ah well, at least they aren't staring at you know so that is a plus isn't?" He asked with a soft smile as he watched Mikari. The poor boy blushed more then Cy did and Cy blushed at almost anything and everything.

Amazing.

"So," He said in thought, "You're called Mikari right?" Cyrus asked not sure if he got the name right. He just knew he had classes with the boy sometimes. "I'm Cyrus Makoa." He figured it would be best to share names, maybe it would make Mikari a little more at ease. "And I hate P.E." he chuckled.

[Mikari Okara]

Mikari nodded. "My cousin has a girlish figure too. He chooses to express it than shun it." Mikari leaned back against the all more so he was more comfortable then before. He blinked then nodded his head when Cyrus had mentioned his name. "Yep. Nice to meet you Cyrus." he said smiling, his face still beat red. "I also hate P.E so I know how you feel. I dont know why anyone would like the subject." he said laughing a little.

[cyrus]

He raised a brow, shun and express, that was an interesting combination. Raising a hand, he scratched the side of his face and offered Mikari a small smile. "I see." He stated softly, "I suppose that makes things interesting and its good to met you as well."

He stood off to the right side of Mikari and sighed, "Eww, no kidding, sports and PE is just something I can live without. The only person to love this crap are jocks and over athletic people and we all know I don't fit in there." He laughed, "Or you."

He then turned his attention to look at the others in the class, "Maybe we should skip, think anyone would notice?" He offered.

[Mikari Okara]

Mikari smiled a bit, then shock took over his expression. "Skip? I-I'm not sure I've never done it before. Maybe they would or wouldnt really." he said unsure. "Unless I fake an injury which doesnt have to be too hard." he said laughing a little. Stratching the back of his neck he chuckled nervously. "I get hurt rather easy. I'm really clumsy." he admitted a small tint of pink sparking back onto his pale skin.

[cyrus]

He looked back the boy, "Well," He chuckled, "I think I prefer you not getting hurt for real cause that would suck, really bad." The teenager pointed with a nod of his before leaning against the wall. "Or, if you don't want to play Skip-P.E. we can always hope the Teach ignores us and forgets we are here. Im good at getting forgotten about sometimes, depending if I sit still long enough."

He chuckled and thought about this for a moment, "But we could fake an injury, that would get us out of manual labor..."

Oh the choices...