douze. [rl with kamina]

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[ As silly as it was, Sheryl was feeling pretty cheery from that secret. She waited for Kamina by the front of her hotel, hoping that he'd actually wear appropriate clothing (i.e. a shirt) as she tapped her foot, humming to herself. This was a songwriting sort of mood. She was wearing her usual getup of aviators and a floppy hat; the sun had mostly set by now, but she liked being able to go around unrecognized. ]

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Are you kidding me? Guys need girls way more than the other way around~

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[he begins to protest. then closes his mouth. then thinks for a second. then kisses her on the forehead.] I see what ya mean.

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[ she smiles down at him and kisses him properly, only pausing to say ] Good.

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[feeling of accomplishment that he has said something right?

very much there.

but more important things are happening like kissing. and happiness. and kissing.]

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[ that's right kamina, when you aren't stupid amazing things happen. /tsuntsuntsun

Anyway, she's eventually going to slide off the chair and into his lap, because talk about your awkward angles. ]

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[so obviously the solution is be more stupid for shorter periods of time. got it.

sweet, the former was kind of hurting his neck, but whatever. he loops his arms around her waist and--doesn't do anything but keep his fingers near the small of her back. it's kinda adorable how content he is with just this.]

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[ she thinks so too; by now she takes him completely at his word that he won't try anything until she gives him the go-ahead, and not because he's cowed by her or doesn't want to ruin his chances but because she said so and he's going to respect that. She tightens her arms around his shoulders, really not minding the fact this seems to have turned into an impromptu makeout session at all. ]

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[kamina can't say anything less than the truth. that's how he's always been. even when he was just a snot-nosed six year old in the village, he would tell the cook that her food was awful and not get seconds because of it. a man told the truth, even if it could hurt someone, because lying was beneath him. he had to be better. if sheryl expected him to be better then he'd be better than that.

but he couldn't help saying one bit of truth before kissing her again.] So ya did fall for me.

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[ she doesn't actually react badly; she just replies ] Look who's talking. [ Because at this point she's well past the stage of pretending that she's just messing around ]

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[he can't help but break it off to laugh despite his body screaming 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING????'] Oi, oi, I never said I wouldn't. Just that you would start ta like me.

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Well, you are likeable, even if you're a complete dunce from time to time.

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Oi, I'm not!

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Not likeable, or not a dunce~?

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Not a dunce, o' course! Who wouldn't like the great Kamina-sama?

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Sure, sure! Now stop talking.

[ because there are much more fun things to be doing ]

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[dumbfais] Wait, why?

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[ you absolute spoon. She's just going to show him. ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[oh.


mkay. 8Db

BRING ON THE SHOWINGS.]

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[ Well they may involve just shoving him right down on the floor. Because why not? ]

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[o-oof, that elicits a grunt of surprise, but he isn't complaining. he's resigned to his position of 'eternally topped' by now. he also has no clue what to do with his hands because he would like them not chopped off by grace and fed to wild animals. instead, an internal compromise between his head ('your thumbs are good where they are') and his...other head ('GO FOR THE GOLD') is reached by tracing up her stomach en route to hopes and dreams.]

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[ Yeah, Kamina's built up enough goodwill lately that he's allowed to do that. Please don't explode with excitement. ]

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[too late.

but no really. his touch is incredibly light, almost as if there's nothing happening at all. kamina is just a wee bit nervous.]

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[ she pauses, pulling away a bit ] What's wrong?

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[almost frantic headshake] Nothin'!

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...I'm not the only one who can say stop, you know! And I won't even make fun of you for it.