oh, asa. "i know~." she knows it fully well. this is why she takes advantage of her wiggle room.[break][break]

she's even more amused feeling his fingers twine with her own; she'll never complain about their hands locking together, especially when it's initiated by him. "you've gotten a lot more touchy in public~" and it's not a bad thing. she can count the amount of times he's been openly affectionate like this in the past, on her hands. usually, she was the one initiating the touch, and it was him reciprocating - albeit slightly bashfully.

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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it's good to see they're both in agreement. though she assumes he still has his reservations about them both being here, of all places (she knows that they could just as easily be affectionate back home, though this could easily be passed off as ayame craving affection sooner. she's become needy). [break][break]

"i wonder if they have some music from back home~.." she idly hums, scrolling through the plethora of songs. it's not long until she feels his warmth against her, even when he's gentle with his weight. she chuckles, softly. "any songs that catch your fancy?" she asks, instinctively beginning to shift to lean against his shoulder, hoping to nuzzle and burrow the lower half of her face against him.

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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she'll admit; seeing him wearing the wetsuit was a treat. seeing him shirtless was also a treat. seeing both simultaneously? she'll swoon. [break][break]

a relief that she knows to restrain herself, and she's good at laughing awkwardness off. it's exactly what she does, really, when glancing down at the little piplup who pitters and patters along the tiled floor. so instead, she giggles softly as she crouches down, arms resting against her knees as she reaches a hand out to gently pat the top of the penguin's head. [break][break]

"that's alright." her smile broadens as the dewpider scuttles closer to her trainer as well, hoping to gently poke the penguin with its bubble helmet. "mizuko is rearing to go into the water, too~" even though ayame isn't. relaxing in the water is pleasant, though she isn't the best at swimming. [break][break]

"shall we get going?" she asks, turning her attention to the man whose now fully covered. how unfortunate.

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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she's minding her own business when she hears the door open, and sees a figure going through the door. [break][break]

then she smiles, seeing that familiar figure holding the ingredients that he needed to fetch. the leavanny and ribombee move with the trainer as she makes her way to the kitchen, asmile on her lips as she raises her arms in favour of tying up darker locks into a small bun, paired with a familiar butterfly pin. [break][break]

"i hope you weren't thinking of sorting that without some help~"

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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how long has it been? a year? it's felt like ages. [break][break]

being able to walk along with asa, that is. it's been too long since she was able to share a path, too long since she's been able to enjoy her surroundings. too long since she's been able to appreciate the trees and the flowers for what they were. it feels like she can finally breathe again, and the fear, and anxiety, and the rage have disappeared. [break][break]

really, she can't believe she'd gone for so long without him. [break][break]

her feet come to a slow stop at his words, and she only smiles in response while stepping on ahead. though not without pausing in her tracks, and holding her hand out behind to beckon his. "then i'll lead us through~" knowing full well, with his height, he could see past her no problem. [break][break]

it's just been so long, and she wanted to hold his hand.

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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maybe bringing a mismagius would have been a bad idea, after all. [break][break]

the pangoro best be grateful, lest she go with her initial plan to have them breed or perish. ... but perhaps that was too violent a method to bring them to their knees? even though it would fit the criteria of music. oh, decisions, decisions..[break][break]

"a very good question.." she mumbles, rubbing her face as she's lost in thought. "i don't believe i have any pokemon who could assist in any love potions.." save for attract, but she's unsure if that would work on the first thing the target sees, or if it will always attribute the affection to the pokemon. one way to find out..

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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"oh, come now~" [break][break]

a good look at him, and anyone can say that the lucario ears that sat atop of his head (in addition to the little danglies that hung off) suited him! at least, she thought so, and the image brought a smile to her lips. her steps had a slight bounce to them, causing the vivillon antennae to bounce along. [break][break]

"i'd say it was a mandatory visit. you look so cute with them on~" she giggles, reaching up to gently poke the blue ears.

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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"no reason in particular~"[break][break]

she hums idly, screen in her lap as she rests the soles of her feet against the edge of the couch. call it cultural differences between hoenn and johto, but she couldn't help but to leave her shoes at the door of the booth - at least it won't make the cushion dirty. [break][break]

though she wears a smile as she scrolls through the song list, finding a nice amount of songs to remind them of home "i just thought that it's been a long time since either of us enjoyed some music together" she lifts her head up to him, starting to scoot closer "wouldn't you agree?~"

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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swimming is the least of her worries. [break][break]

especially when she was going to be swimming in.. this. it was tight. it was skin tight, and she doesn't know how she feels about it when she gently pinches the fabric that coils around her neck. raising her head up, she starts to tug, almost hoping to loosen it - even if she knows it's necessary. [break][break]

ultimately, she makes do with what she has. "asahiko, i'm done~" upon finishing preparations, she leaves her own own change room, only to enter to the image of--[break][break]

... ah. [break][break]

".. ah." she repeats aloud that time, with the little dewpider at her legs scurrying along, staring straight at the piplup, making little clattery noises.

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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where was this stubborn conviction when she was hoping to keep him away?[break][break]

.. where was this stubborn conviction when she realized she wanted him to stay? [break][break]

ayame's a hypocrite and she's acting foolishly; even she will acknowledge as much. but she isn't the cold, logical thinker she'd like to be, no matter how she flaunted her restraint, she's accepted that it will crumble, eventually. it will falter, and she will regret her actions- and frankly, this is a cycle she'd like to break. [break][break]

desperation flares and she's left reaching for his wrist once again, though gripping firmly to keep him from leaving. she doesn't realize how sudden her movements are until her fingers are wrapped around his flesh. "please." she's unsure of where her words are taking her. she's scared of where they were taking her. [break][break]

"i'm sorry." she trembles, slightly. her eyes focused upon the hand she tries to hold.[break][break]

".. please don't leave."

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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did her heart always hurt? [break][break]

fear drives her away - fear of him discovering what she's become - so noticeably, despite rash attempts at a coverup. ayame is usually so calm, so collected. she usually has such a smug smile on her face, an expression that betrays her thoughts when she's concocting such dangerous ploys. [break][break]

lying has become a second nature she's trained, a skill she's weaved to utmost perfection. she can speak an obvious lie with the most honied words, and it's been so long that she's forgotten; how hopeless has she become when her heart wavers? when her heart stings? when she's clutching her teeth and she's caught between the urge to run away and run towards the flame? [break][break]

it'll be easy to give him a moniker. a fake name. [break][break]

she raises a hand, sweeping the bangs meant to cover near half her face, slightly (to ensure that it's still there, and he can't see her clearly). "homura." her utters, her lips still smiling through the fear, anxiety, and the guilt that weighs upon her. [break][break]

"and you are..?"

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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