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Kin (blood_noir) wrote in halcyon_halls,
@ 2008-09-18 18:02:00

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ita, kin

Week Eighteen: Friday
Who: Ita and Kin
Where: Starting at the school and then off to The loft and the Pit
When: After classes

After his last class of the night, Kin hurried out of that room like a bolt of lightening. He had things to make, get ready, and meet Ita out front of the school. Was he stressing? Nooo, of course not!

Yes, yes, he was.

He was just trying to ignore it - like he tries to ignore every other emotion ( besides happiness ).

The books he had were thrown onto his bed. They will be picked up later at the whole date. A date. He was going on a date. This was how long? Too long. It was normal for him to laugh throughout the whole process of getting dressed, right? He was nervous! It had to be normal. And what he wore was a simple white buttoned up shirt - short sleeved, being it still summer and all. Black pair of jeans, though they were a bit ripped at the knees and thighs. She wouldn't mind, would she? The shirt was tucked in, so, he was looking a little presentable for a date. Even the black boots worked. Hopefully.

After getting ready which he didn't think would take over an hour, he ran down toward the kitchen to make the different types of mochi. The blood ones were made first, since those would be the simplest. Strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate went next. He even brought down a little cooler to keep them in, since ice cream was being put into the middle of that rice pastry. There was a smile upon his lips the whole time he was cooking. If he wanted to, Kin could have done all of this with his eyes closed. Been awhile, but his Grandmother always made him help her make them.

All the different mochi were placed in the container, closed tight, and put into the fridge for the time being. Cleaning the mess he made was the first thing on his mind right now. And when he looked up at the clock as he scrubbed down the counters, the longest sentence he ever said with more than one curse word came spilling out in Japanese. With the rag thrown into the sink, he grabbed the container from the fridge, slammed the door shut, and rushed his way toward the front of the school.

Hopefully he wasn't late. Hopefully she wasn't sitting out there and witing for him. And hopefully she'll like the little present he packed into his back pocket before leaving his room.

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pheonixwaves
2008-09-19 02:00 pm UTC (link)

Ita was not stressed. She did not stress about hardly anything - she was much too laid back to become stressed. It probably had more to do with her dauntlessness than being laid back, since she could be a bit high strung. She was a passionate person, but she did not sweat the small things. She liked Kin, and was looking forward to having a good evening with him.

Earlier in the day, Ita had made the main course for tonight. To go with the mochi, she had decided to go with some onigiri in three flavors - mixed with furikake, stuffed with salmon and wrapped with nori, and stuffed with umeboshi and dusted with yukari. Luckily, other than cooking the rice, most of the prep was completed ahead of time since she just bought most of the fillings and toppings already cooked or prepared. The little rice balls were the perfect light dinner, especially since there was one of each flavor for each of them.

After class, she had also rushed back to her room to get ready, slipping into a pretty blue and white striped dress with a corset-style bodice and simple white sandals. Leaving her hair down, it only took a few moments to apply some sheer gloss and mascara and she was set to go.

Hurrying down to the kitchen, it was amazing she didn't bump into Kin, but she didn't, and she grabbed the onigiri from the fridge, complete in a cute little bento box (it was even traditionally wrapped in a kerchief). So maybe she'd done a little bit of research to make the meal as genuine as possible... She hoped Kin would be pleased.

Rushing again to make it to the front door, just in time to see it close behind Kin. Grinning, she hurried even more and, out of breath, opened the door and caught up to him. Standing on tiptoe, she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek; too breathless to say much of anything, she just grinned at him.

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blood_noir
2008-09-19 08:41 pm UTC (link)

If Kin knew Ita was right behind him, he would’ve stopped and allowed her to catch up with him. But no, he was off in his own little world, really thinking he was totally late, and he’d hear something playful from her.

But when her presence was known behind him, he instantly turned, about to say something, before falling right into that kiss upon his cheek. Whatever he was about to say disappeared like someone let out the air in a colorful balloon. He was slowly starting to smile like a complete dork, one hand coming up to touch at his cheek – as if his first crush gave him a kiss for no reason at all. And he had to ask, “What was that for?” That big smile of his was given, wanting to do the same thing, but would it be bad? He would blush; no doubt about that.

That was when he was really able to get a good look at how she looked. Beautiful. That is all he could really think. “Wow. You look.. Beautiful, Ita. Blue really brings out your eyes.” Doing the whole look over like men did to every woman was done, but in the sweetest way it could ever be done. Was that even possible for a man? Kin somehow knew how to do it, made every girl he used to date fan themselves as if he was undressing them with his eyes. He wasn’t doing that now! Good heavens no! He was admiring the garments and how the lovely girl before him presented herself. And look how he dressed… Like some high school boy going out on a date.

He had to remind himself this was a date. The first one he had been on in how long? No need to think about the year, he thought.

Holding out his hand, he signaled that he wanted hers, and before she could really do anything; he took it. Only to look down and see what was in her other hand. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight! A bento box, huh? How adorable. And his mochi was in nothing but a container that he was trying to keep cold. “Well, shall we find a spot? I can feel the ice cream slowly start to melt.” How he felt that was probably through his supernatural gifts. Was he going to argue about that? Most likely. But for now, he was going to enjoy his night with Ita, and keep on smiling throughout it.