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the "Z" is for "Zeta"
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: Portugal
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Ok, finished with this short as well.
Here goes...
Spoiler for IS 1.5:
[Cafeteria]
At IS Academy, the ID is an important item for students, teachers and the staff.
Not only does it allow you to identify yourself and enter the school, also works as a pass for trains and buses, as well as a credit card.
This last function is used everyday at the cafeteria...which is where Fuuko was heading to.
The menu provided a large selection of meals, designed to please both japanese and foreign students.
Among the list of eastern dishes, Fuuko's favorite was Kitsune Udon. That's because Fuuko has a thing for foxes, so she loves anything that is related to them.
But, when she reached for her pocket the ID was no where to be found!
"That's strange, I'm sure I put it on my skirt's pocket..." She rummaged through both pockets, even checking the pockets on the upper part of her uniform.
She searched and searched, but the result was the same: nothing.
Fuuko looked at the screen over the counter, sighed as her shoulders dropped, (What am I going to do?)
At that moment, something white appears on her field of vision, as if someone was holding it over her head.
"Huh?" She shifted her eyes upward. Indeed, it was a card with the IS Academy emblem on a corner and a photo on the other end.
In other words, an ID card. A Student's ID Card. Her ID card!
"My ID card!" Fuuko grabs it, then turns to thank the person, "Thank you very mu--"
...Only to find out that it was Ichika. "Geh!" She let out instantly. "O-Orimura..."
"It fell off at the tracks." He said.
(Ah...At that time.) She remembered that morning's events.
"Losing the Student ID on the first day of school, you should be more careful with it." With his eyes closed, Ichika folded his arms and nodded as he spoke.
"Don't push your luck, Orimura." She frowned at Ichika's conceited posture.
"A-ahh." Ichika quickly unfolded his arms.
"So...you didn't use my card or something?" Suspicious, she continued to stare at him.
"I didn't!" He replied, showing his ID, "I have my own ID for that."
"...Fine. I'll let you off the hook this time." She turned around, and said, "But there won't a second, got it?"
"Yeah yeah, I got it. Go eat already, your stomach's been complaining the whole time." Ichika said as he walked away.
"G-gh." Embarrassed, Fuuko blushed as she held her waist.
Letting Ichika be, Fuuko got her ID back, so she could now eat.
With two other students between them, Ichika was the first to reach the counter.
"Kitsune Udon please." Ichika asked the lady at the counter. Got what he asked and moved on to a table.
(Heeeh, he has unexpected good taste.) Fuuko thought as she waited, (Maybe I should go easy on him...)
Then it was her turn to order. "Kitsune Udon please!" Fuuko smiled as she asked.
"Ah, I'm sorry. The last one was just served."
"Eh?" She blinked. (Out? No more? But...but...the last one that ordered it was...)
(O-RI-MU-RA!) Her eyes flashed as she once more glared at Ichika's direction.
At that moment, Ichika felt a chill run down his spine.
Also, changed Fuuko's IS' specs to something more of her style.
Already changed them in the profile, but here they are anyway :3
That's it for now 
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