Damn This City (Katsuro and 2/3 more people) OPEN

Katsuro was desperate, he was lost, terrified, and surrounded by strangers, wich he didn't like. At least he was surrounded by stores of the things he needed. For example, clothes, school materials and decorations mainly.

But this, this hell city, was completely difficult to walk through. He had 'his' bussiness building (an eccentric five-story building with a huge board on the front with the letters YS, standing for Yamamoto Studios) to guide him, but the buildings around him hid the building from sight, blocking his only way of guiding himself.

"Seriously? Dammit, I hate big cities, even though I lived in Tokyo, this is unbearable, damn this city" He said, with an annoyed tone marking his voice. And when he thought that his day couldn't, he looked from the corner of his eye and saw to men, dressed in black suits, with mics on their ears and black sunglasses. Your typical bodyguards."For the love of god uncle, bodyguards now? He's such a worryable person, I'd better give him a call" Katsuro dialed his uncle's cell number. When the sound effect marking the call answered by his uncle.
"Hello, Katsuro, what's the problem?" Uncle Yamamoto (Real name Hajime Yamamoto) answered the phone and responded with the most kindly voice, ever.
"What is this?! Why are the family bussiness's bodyguards following my every step?!" Katsuro started his fit of rage on his poor uncle, the poor man didn't deserve a rage-filled teenager who didn't like being followed. "Dissmis them NOW! Katsuro shouted on his cell and he heard."Okay Katsuro, I-im sorry, I'll d-dismiss them" His uncle said, with a sad voice, then he hang up.

Katsuro looked down and said "Shit, I wouldn't have been that harsh" Katsuro thought "You think, dumbass?"

hitomi stood a little while off from the strange boy being followed by men in suits, which she thought was interesting and strange two things she loved. Approaching the person after he had yelled at his phone uhh..hello..soo whats with the body guards or whatever they are, are you really that important she said leaning forward to the boy, well still looking like a boy like she always did

"Huh? Who a-are you? You heard all t-that?" Katsuro said, back to his normal shy self, blushing and stuttering all the time. "Regarding the 'important p-person' thing, yes, yes I am" He continued on. "My name is Katsuro Yamamoto, f-from Y-Yamamoto Records/Studios" He said, answering the boy's question. "E-enough about me. Who are you a-anyway?".

Even though he was socially awkward since he almost never had friends. Well, some friends, but they were all rich idiots who cared only about what their parents would buy them next. Katsuro's parents , on the other hand, were nothing like theirs, they almost never talked to Katsuro, but when they did, everything they said was amazing to him, they took him to various Instrument classes, told him to practise some sports, to learn martial arts. He learned a lot of things in only five years when he was a five year old.

Enough of that.

I'm Hotaka...and that explains the whole body guard hitomi said lieing about her name, runing her hand through her hair was the boy got all awkward. [color=#33cc00]uh..just calm now its fine you don't need to be shy...or i'm I being too forward i get like that /color] she said backing up a bit

Katsuro cleared his throat and kept talking, back to his serious voice. "Okay, and there no problem with that, say, I have a question" The dark-redhead said, relaxing with the boy's friendly approach and looked straight at him. "Do you know how to move through this wretched city?" He asked, with his expression darkened, looking angrily at, well, everything in the city.

Well yeah i should i've lived her my whole life where do you want to go, i'll take you there no problem she said with a smile, kinda confused with the boy looking so angry. hitomi never really got super mad at stuff she kinda just rolled everything off her back

"Do you know some place to eat? I don't know the city much" Katsuro said, after feeling the familiar feeling of hunger on his stomach. "I'm getting hungry" He said with an almost invisible blush, showing how much he didn't like saying stuff like that.

He looked towards the boy (who looked strangely femenine).

"Oh I know a few places." Mikhail answered almost appearing beside them, "My mom actually runs one of them, you into French cuisine?" He asked. Mikhail smirked, "We've got 2 menus, 1 for the rich folks and one of the average Joe, so you don't have to worry about walking into a place that'll bleed you dry for one plate." he laughed. Mikhail stopped, "Oh, sorry. I should have introduced myself to you both. He looked between the pair, "My name's Mikhail." he smiled.

the sudden appearence of the new boy made her jump backwards,wiped around with a really shocked face looking at him AHH..um...uh yea...yeah sure that sounds find, but you really shouldn't sneak up on people like that... hitomi said falling back into her female voice for a second staring at her feet ummm what about you katsuro...?

"WAAH" Katsuro yelped, earning a blush and cleared his throat at the sudden appear of the other teen. He regained his composture and serious attitude. "I don't mind French food, please, show me the way" He said, controlling his otherwise uncontrollable stuttering and shyness. He found a non-threat feeling from the other teen. Katsuro gestured Mikhail to show him the way. "My name's Katsuro, by the way"

Mikhail jumped startled when they had reacted to him appearing, "Whoa, jeez. S-sorry. He responded. I didn't mean to scare you, I have a bad habit of doing that." he chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his head. He smiled, "Awesome. I'll be happy to show you both. I could go for some of it myself." he looked to Hitomi, "I'm sorry but I didn't catch your name dude." he asked while he started to walk down the sidewalk to lead them to the restaurant.

hotaka hitomi said starting to walk with the two guys yeah sorry you surprised me, i'm fine now she said smileing and anything involving food i'm down for haha, I was just gonna bring him to a ramen shop a little bit down the street but french sounds really good hitomi stood on the other side of katsuro she was still a bit scared of mikhail

"French does sound good" Katsuro said, remembering the delicious smell of French food and many others that he remembers from when he was a kid. He looked back and saw the bullies from today morning hiding in a back alley, looking straight at him. Katsuro gave an annoyed sigh and wore his best of deadpans and/or glares (that could pierce souls) and tightened his grip on his backpack (he forgot that he brought it here with him) and on his shopping bags. "Jesus Christ...they never give up, do they?" He said in the lowest voice he could say, annoyed and a bit angry at them.

All of them were bulky (and dumb-looking) big teens, some (all) of them wore various sports-club uniforms from school.

Katsuro looked at them straight in the eye, then he turned around and looked forward again, following Mikhail's steps.

"Hotaka huh?" Mikhail said outloud, "Cool names, both of you." he chuckled. "Oh?" He heard Hitomi mention the ramen shop, "I'm sorry, I didn't know, now I feel like an ass for just barging in." he sighed feeling a little down about it, "I'll make sure you guys get a great experience." he said fist pumping, "If I have to go cook it myself then by George I'll do it!" he smiled. He glanced to Hitomi and saw her position, "Maybe I should keep to my quiet self....it is pretty scary." he thought.

Mikhail turned the corner and started walking backwards to keep his eyes on Hitomi and Katsuro, "So you guys close friends or are we all in the same boat?" he asked. "I admit that I haven't been as social as I am now."

yeah were all in the same boat, i just meet him hitomi said glancing up and looking at the boy upon looking at her a slight wave of dread came over her sorry if i seen kinda standoffish I'm just get kind of a weird vibe for you probabley nothing however she said looking down embarrassed then again the last time a felt that feeling was with my little eight year old sister, who's a little demon of a child one of the reasons i lifted home haha, but enough about that i'm hungry and have no doubt in your cooking ability