Kyonko stood as quiet as could be while she was in the cold, musty, old closet. She was hiding from Haruki-kun. He was trying to make her wear another one of his cosplays. It was bad enough he did that to poor little Mikuru, but herself that's just crazy talk. Even if he was God she could careless what he wanted her to do. After a few minutes of being in the closet she sneezed. "Damn." She muttered it was over now. Haruki was going to find her. She then heard foot steps out side of the door. Just as she predicted she gulped and closed her eye's tightly. Maybe he would just go away? "Bam!!!" Haruki yelled as he opened the closet door. "Found you!" Kyonko let out a tiny shriek. "Come on Haruki-kun!!! Why does it have to be me and not Mikuru-chan?!" She asked. She felt bad saying so but, it was better then her cosplaying. "Lately you've been using me a lot more...." Haruki smiled one of his do what I say or, I will hurt you smiles. "Because she wouldn't look as cute as you would...and your showing it to the rest of the brigade!" He said holding out a hand for her to grab. "Its not like were going to ake pictures and, put it on our website." He lied way to obviously. Kyonko took ahold of his hand and, hopped out of the closet. At least she wouldn't need to smell any musty smells... "Fine but, first what am I cosplaying as and, second you know I'm not forgiving you right?"
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