Dance the night away~ (Open)

Kataro was still at his apartment. Rushing to get himself ready. "Ugh! Stupid clothes!" He shouted in frustration , looking at the single wrinkle on his shirt. "I hate formal clothes! Why are there no parties with CASUAL CLOTHES!!!" He shouted. Even though MOST parties were attended with casual clothes. But it didn't matter to him. He was kinda blinded by his anger.

He looked at his phone and noticed he was almost five minutes late. "Ok... That's not that bad... Just calm down a-" Kataro was instantly cut off by the sound of the smoke detector. He ran out if the room to see smoke pouring from the oven. "My chicken nuggets!!!" He exclaimed in hottie. He opened the windows, then turned off the detector. Then he stood there with a smile on his face. A rather sarcastic one though. "Heh... Alrighty then... Let's just get dressed... And leave." He said as quietly and calmly as he could.

Kataro was actually not even clothed. He had a towel wrapped around his waist from the shower he had just taken. And his hair was a little wet. He walked into the bedroom and began to get ready. He put on his undergarments then looked at the three outfits that he had a choice to wear. "Hm... All black... All white... Or both." He said examining them in his underwear in front of the bed. "You know what. I don't care. I'm wearing what I want." He said turning away from the outfits and going into his closet.

He looked around and grabbed the nearest pair of jeans he could. Grabbing the first pair in sight, he put then on and let out a sigh. It was a pair of gray, tight-ish jeans that were ripped at the knees. He went BACK over to his bead and grabbed the black button-up shirt and out it on. Then out on the black vest to go over it. Then he out on a pair of black and white converse, and looked in the mirror. "Ew... I look... Generic or something." He said with a sigh. He ran back into the closet and put on a pair of suspended to match the rest of the black he had on. "That's a... Little better." He said with a sigh. "I'll just pack another outfit." He said as he walked back to his closet. He grabbed a handful of clothes and just walked out of the room. He walked outside to his car and opened the trunk. Sadly there was no room at all. It was filled with... Guns. It was shotguns hanging up on the left side, pistols, Uzis and grenades on the right. There was two snipers that were folded up in the back, and knives, his sword and ammo in cases on the floor. "Ugh... I really need to clean this out sometime." He said as he headed to the passenger seat. He set the clothes in the passenger side and ran back inside. He turned off the lights, the oven, and got his keys. He ran back outside and got into his white Nissan Gtr... With black rims... He started it up and headed towards the academy.

He looked in the mirror, making sure his face was in order, which it was. He arrived in about 2 minutes, thanks to breaking the law; speeding a little bit. He quickly got up the stairs of the academy and entered the building. Running into the ballroom, be burst through the doors with a smile. "I'm here!!!" He shouted in accomplishment. "SPENCY!!!" He shouted. He didn't want to waste time trying to find him. But it was awkward shouting someone's name in the midst of a crowd. But Kataro really didn't care that much.

Spencer's footsteps came to a stop as he entered the ballroom. He swallowed the lump in his throat at the sight of the millions of people that were there....well....figuratively. Students and teachers were crammed around the tables, there were people standing around talking, and so on and so on. Because of being lost in a trance, he practically jumps out of his socks when Kataro screamed his name. Looking around,meh eventually finds the source of the noise. There he was. His oddly amusing boyfriend was standing near a group of staring people screaming his name like a crazy chicken.

"Kataro! You just got here! Don't scare the people yet!"

Kataro sighed. "Sorry! I can't help it. I try to be normal but it doesn't work! So I gave up on it." He said walking towards him and gave him a small hug. He turned around, his back now facing Spencer. "Does this look discreet or obvious...?" He said, using his thumb to point to the very revealed pistol that was tucked in the back of his jeans. It was sticking out like a sore thumb. The shininess of the gun stuck out, as to the opposing black shirt and gray jeans. "I was hoping it wasn't too obvious... I... I'll be fine won't I...? Also! Do I look ok? Ugly? Do I need to five my shirt? Am I good?" He asked, still turned and pointing at the gun. Shoot. This gun does look obvious doesn't it............... Darn... Nah. I'll be ok. I hope. Heh.. He thought to himself.

"Ya know Kataro, You don't have to carry a gun with you all the time. It's not like Nebun gonna show up." Storm said, walking over to him and Spencer. "Ahh, I'm just messing with you! You can carry as many guns as you want as long as you don't have any pointed at me!" The weapon said, spilling a bit of punch on the floor, laughing.

Spencer smirked and used his index finger to push the gun further into his jeans. It wasn't the smartest thing to do to carry a pistol during what should've been a dance. Considering if he sat on it wrong, he might end up blowing a hole into his butt.

"Well.....I don't suggest letting anybody grab your ass. Otherwise you won't have one."

He knew Kataro was interested in pestering women at times, so just judging by that, he'd probably find it funny. Regardless, the gun was still visible, but they couldn't do much about it.

"And yes.......that outfit's very...........interesting."

Holding in his laughter, he covers the grin on his face with his sleeve and goes to act like he was fixing his tie.

Kataro frowned then rolled up his sleeves. He looked at Storm and Spencer, then at the ground, then back at Spencer. "Why do I attend this redundant events...? I always make myself dress up too. I hate it." He said shaking his head in despair. "No matter. I heard rumors of food so it was worth it. Let's go get something to eat, Spencer." He said walking past him, then jabbing him in his crotch without a word or a reason. He didn't even laugh when he did it. But it was fun to toy with Spencer like that, especially witnessing how embarrassed and freaked out he could get.

Groaning, he presses his legs together and punches Kataro in the shoulder. Then he nods awkwardly at Storm and starts to follow Kataro. His face had started to turn red from embarrassment, and he knew automatically that the dance would be interesting.

"Pull something like that again, and I'll do more than just JAB you in the crotch."

Chuckling as they reached the food table, he pulled a fork from the silverware pile and went to stab him in between his legs; stopping right before he was able to poke him there. Instead, he pokes both of his eyes.

"Ehhh..." Storm said, with an upset look on his face. He sat down at the table with Spencer and Kataro. "I swear, every time I see you two, you're beating the shit out of each other. God, it's the worst, it leaves and unsettling taste in my mouth." Storm leaned back in his chair staring at the ceiling.

Kataro put the palm of his hands on his eyes. "Fffllfbvftkflbbvfsssgvgfffltt!!!" He exclaimed. He slumped into his chair making noises, still holding his eyes. "You know what, dirtbag. I'll settle thin soon. Sooner than you think." He said with a frown. He wiped his eyes then sat up and put a smile on his face. "So... Storm... Where are you from?" He said looking at Storm with bloodshot eyes and tears smeared on his cheeks.

Spencer chuckled and took a sip of his drink. He went back to what Storm said, and somewhat disagreed with him. They weren't really beating each other up. They did it all the time, and not once have they gotten in a huge argument.

"Eh. We do things to each other all the time. In the end, we end up laughing about it."

"Well, the truth is, I don't know where I'm from....." Storm stared into his glass of punch. "I lived at an orphanage on the outskirts of the city for as long as I can remember." He looked up at Kataro and Spencer. "And I don't have a place to live at the moment..... Those dorms are really small....."

Kataro smiled. "Wow! I have a crappy history too! My mother is a witch, my father is no where to be found, he also abandoned me and left me COMPLETELY alone when I was a child. Apparently I have a brother who lives in Paris that I've never known about. I think I'm of Japanese decent, considering my name is Kataro Hattori... But I'm not sure. My dad lives here in Death City but I can't track him down. There are LITERALLY zero records on him. I don't even know his name. I say I grew up in Death City, but I'm not really sure because I don't have anyone to tell me about my life!" Kataro said with a big grin on his face. The grin faded to a sigh and he placed his chin in his hands. "I don't let it get to me though... Or at least... I try not to." He sad almost sadly, his eyes going off into space.

OOC: OMG. I ACCIDENTALLY DOUBLE CLICKED AND GAVE YOU A NEGATIVE VOTE. ILL FIX THAT IN A MOMENT. XD

Spencer choked for a second and held his breath. Storm had basically just gone and explained Spencer's own backstory. Except....it didn't sound as dark. Spencer had stayed in an orphanage just outside of Death City. But he still had physical scars on his body from everything that used to happen there. Even for a while, he was pretty mentally scarred with no control over his sanity.

"O-oh yeah.........wh-which one?"

With a slightly noticeable look of shock on his face, he took a sip of his drink and tried to look as calm as possible. He hadn't even noticed Kataro's explanation.

"The one on the east side of the DWMA. Why?" The weapon took a sip of his punch, then returned to staring at the ceiling. That was a weird question.

Kataro noticed Spencer's reaction and sighed. He put his foot on Spencer's and looked at him concerned. "Just... Don't. We're at a ball. Let's just enjoy this. Let's NOT let anything ruin this night." He whispered and slightly lipped to Spencer. He didn't want Spencer to dig back to those memories, or get himself stressed.

Spencer looked down at the floor for a second and put down the empty cup of punch. Then he cleared his throat and looked around for a second. Everything just got really awkward. Now he didn't really know what to say.

"............………I'll be right back.......I'm gonna go uh.......get some punch."

Standing up, he grabs the empty cup and goes to the opposite side of the room to get another drink. At the same time, he tried to think of anything else. He wasn't trying to act like this was a big deal, but he hadn't thought about it for a while.

"Uhhhhh...." That was weird.... Storm looked over at Kataro. 'Hey ummm..... Can I ask you a question? It's kinda important that I get this out of the way...."

Kataro watched Spencer walk away and sighed. He just hoped he'd be alright. Then he turned to Storm and smiled slightly to lighten the mood. "Yeah. Ask away." He said as cherry as possible.

After he finished pouring the punch, he glanced across the table and went to walk away, but did a double-take. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. There it was. A giant........delicious........fountain......of chocolate. And right at the base were pieces of chocolate on sticks.....for dipping the chocolate in the chocolate.

Oooooooooo. Come to daddeh.

Chugging the punch he had, he set the cup down and picked up a plate. He hadn't even checked to make sure anybody was looking before piling the plate with chocolate covered chocolates. He had no intention of sharing them. And even on his way back over to his seat, he was already stuffing his mouth with chocolate. Obviously, he wasn't as upset as he had looked before, and had large eyes with a slightly noticeable grin on his face.

"Since I can't stay with Shizuka for..... Obvious reasons, I wondering if I could crash with you for a while. I would stay in the dorms, but it seems mine is really, REALLY small." Storm got up, and brought back punch for himself and Kataro.

Kataro let out a sigh and thought about it for a moment. "Hm... I really can't say right now. You see, things are really... REALLY weird around my place. I'm living with my boyfriend... andmysexpartner, so I don't really know. We only have one bedroom already, plus you may not be safe around us. We may or may not have a warlock after us... Seriously... We really don't know if he's after us. Also, I walk around in my underwear. Sometimes naked. I'm usually just trying to seduce Spencer into sex but it doesn't work often. But it has... Anyhow!!! I'd need to speak to him first. You'd also may or may not be raped. But that's another story. So yeah. Let me speak to him and we'll come to a decision. "

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Spencer plopped back down in his seat; still scoffing down a bunch of chocolates. He was completely oblivious as to what was going on, but looked over at them anyways. Then he stopped and hid the plate of chocolate behind his seat.

"What chocolate? I'm not eating chocolate. You're crazy."

Swallowing, he looks at the two of them back and forth again. Then he pulls the plate back out with the last chocolate on it.

".......Did you want some?"

"Uhhhhh....." Wow. I get that Kataro and Spencer are partners and'll have sex and all but, Kataro naked..... Ewhhhhhh...... But..... I do need a place to stay so...... Storm stared at Kataro, trying get his words out of his head.

Kataro slammed his hand on the chocolate and stuffed it into his face in an instant. He moved faster than he would if he had Godspeed. After swallowing, he looked at Spencer. "Spencer's. Storm here would like to bunk with us! Just letting you know! You should think about that! Just take it into consideration. Also let him know what he may be in for." He said somewhat awkwardly. He looked around on the floor to see if anymore chocolate was around, sadly though, there wasn't any. He stood up and ran over to the chocolate fountain for a moment. Looking at the several desserts and such, he scrolled through the options with a plate in his hand.

Spencer practically dropped his plate when Kataro went after the last piece like a starving dog. Then he looked over at Storm and then back at the floor again. More out of the fact that the conversation was really awkward.

"So uh......you needed a place to stay?"