A Second To Breathe

Everything seemed to blur together for the Iramasha Male, his eyes trying their best to stay busy. There situation seemed so dire despite being so simple, his mind drawing a complete loss as he tried his best to help Kokoro in such an awkward time. As if to deny him any service at all, the young woman's arm abruptly came to his chest after she returned to her seat. As if she were acting out of instinct, she insisted that everything was just fine and dandy. To Azure, the wetness of her Sukiyaki splayed across her clothing and the deep red flowing to her cheeks spoke of the situation themselves. Nevertheless, he inched his way slightly backward and let a soft sigh escape his lips.

"Alright, alright. You win." Without another word, he dropped into his seat once more, his eyes lingering quietly along the girl's face. They were stretched as far as possible, his face turned forward while his eyes were shoved into the very corner of their sockets. He couldn't help but still feel some type of worry for Kokoro, her slippery fingers proving to be a terrible obstacle for her this evening. Bringing food to his own lips again, the focus on Kokoro proved dreadful for himself. It was hard to remove his eyes, the incident being right around the corner for him.

Silence followed her movements as she tried her best to grip at her chopsticks, trying to conquer what seemed to be Mt. Everest at the moment. She even went far enough to praise herself upon holding the chopsticks just right, her slender fingers grasping at the soft wood. Then, without a second to lose, Kokoro reached once again into her bowl with success he finally received her food. A heavy sigh escaped Azure's lips, his head cocked to the side in amazement. She was what could only be described as a ditz in this very moment. Not that that was in itself a bad thing, Azure just seemed so easily entranced by her movements. Finally noticing it himself however proved awkward for the man. With a flush of red, he turned back to his own mean to dig in.

"Well, it's great you were able to try his food finally." Only seconds had passed before his words were spoken, but even then it was apparent that his meal would grow cold from the situation unfolding. The second interruption to his meal was one he didn't expect, an unexpected lurch from Kokoro's body followed with what could only be described as gibberish. The woman was sprawled against the floor, her bottle gone from view. The bottle answered Azure's dumbfounded thought, the sound of its crashing against a solid wall echoing across the street. The male hung his head in confusion, turning from the counter of the Sukiyaki Shop in order to see Kokoro fully.

The bright blue eyes of the Iramasha were shifted towards the woman's chest for which could only be the third time now, the button that saved her breasts from emerging seemed to be unbuttoned during the commotion. The red that flushed Azure's cheeks only deepened, his hands rubbing against his thighs as he stood up. "Kokoro..." She exclaimed that she was sorry and that she had dropped her drink, her eyes resembling a blank stare from the empty alcohol bottle that just exploded only a street's width away. Crouching beside her, Azure smiled and offered his hand to the girl.

"Don't apologize. Why don't we just get the Sukiyaki to go and get going?" His soft words filled the shop as he cocked his head to the side, a bright smile shaping along his lips. "We could get more alcohol, or, we could just go somewhere else. But as it stands, I think it's alright to leave and eat elsewhere." Without saying another word, he motioned his free hand to the man behind the counter, their bowls being taken to the back counter and returned with Styrofoam containers.

"We could return to the Headquarters, if you want." Despite asking, Azure had an odd feeling about the request. For some reason, he believed she would be against it, it didn't hurt to ask though. Did it?