Third Music Room, that was where they were, right? Music room, music room, music room……Ah! She knew that she would have found it eventually. She paused to flick her hair out of her way as she grasped the handle to the large gold plated door. Why had the principal sent her here? What was so special about the third music room? She straightened her short blue kimono out and pushed the door open. Several rose petals flew out at her in the rush of air that surged out, but she managed to dodge them and step in. She didn't see anyone in the room, but she did see several fancy couches and a lap top open on a small table. Stepping up to the table, she marveled that her high boots didn't make a noise on the marble flooring. Sitting down in the intricately carved chair, she noted that the seat wasn't cold on her thighs as she expected it to be. Looking at the computer screen, then around the room, she lightly bit her deep red bottom lip and woke the screen up. Several windows of the Internet were up, and all were centered around a company titled 'Ootori Company'. She lifted the laptop up, and gently pushed the chair back with her knees. Walking over to the couch, she moved to sit down when suddenly the computer was torn from her black gloved hands and she was pushed over the arm rest of the couch and something rather heavy landed on top of her. Her scream was muffled by a hand as her attacker stared down at her. A glare on his glasses masked his eyes form her, but she was able to see black hair as she registered the position they were in. She bit his hand roughly and slid out form beneath him. Landing on the floor with a loud bang, she hissed in pain and kicked the man with her blue and black stripe legging covered legs as she grabbed for the back of her head. Her vision blurred as she heard the reciprocating dull thump and several other people rush into the room. Flashes of reddish brown and blond, not to mention pale blue flooded her vision as she vaguely noticed her back wasn't on the marble anymore. Voices were surrounding her before her world went mute. Tunnel vision became her new set of eyes as she began to drown in the darkness; the portal of light at the end of the tunnel closed and she slipped into the world of unconsciousness.