*spot reserved for eventual theme music*
A soft wind blew through the valley, carrying the cherry blossoms far and wide. Carrying with them the thoughts and wishes of all life that had ever lived on the Earth.
In this valley, known to its residents as the Valley of Dreams, a tall building juts into the sky. This building is known as School of Dreams, as those who pass through its hallowed halls always find their innermost dream, the one dream they truly want to come true, and they make it come to life, and become reality.
To the headmaster, Inigo Huzamare, the winds of the valley carry a special meaning, that many never consider. Always he is watching, listening to the winds of the valley.
For the winds, are like dreams. They can rush at you in an instant, or take days, weeks, even years to reach you. They can die off, and soon be reborn as a new wind, with its own warmth, its own sting.
For dreams are always riding.. on the winds of our hope....
Inigio Huzamare sat in the central courtyard, his min wandering as he watched the many students carry about in their own particular way. His eyes followed the volley ball back and forth as the schools sports club practiced, while his ears listened to the sounds of several windows breaking as one of the schools resident trouble-makers fled the scene.
His face was calm and peaceful, though his smile was that of someone holding in a funny joke. It was always hard for students to tell exactly what mood the headmaster was in, and it had taken him years to get it down pat.
He glanced idly at the three small stones that were twriling about in the air above his hand. It was something he would do when waiting for someone, and it helped take his mind off many of his odd and humorous plans.
He watched as a new student here or there was occasionally snathced and brought over to one of the various groups of kids, many of which were simply laying underneath the shade provided by the trees. He watched in amusement as the overly outgoing upper classmen brought the new students into the fold of the school community.
He watched as some of the members of the Hero's Club patrolled the courtyard, doing there best to look like they were doing something else. He saw a few of them glaring at him somewhat, seeing his powers in use for such an idle thing. They were of course, new member that did not know the number one rule of the school.
Hes the headmaster. Dont bother
One stone flying away later, and a yelp as it made contact, and Inigo was in a better mode. He finally decided to take a look at his watch, and finally said
"Boy.. Hana sure is late.. wonder what could be keeping him.." the fact that the floor the windows were broken on held Hanas clubroom didnt seem to effect his thought process at all as he went back to watching the many students go about there day.
"Hope he hurrys up.. we have some planning to do for the coming fesitval..." After a moment, he decided he would have some fun, and lighty sent a gust of wind toward some of the senior girls.....
(Another boring, idle summer day for the headmaster... xD)