Victorian Treat
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Re: Victorian Treat
Sat Jul 23, 2016 9:28 pm
THE FLIGHTLESS BIRD
YUUKI MIZUGAKI
飛べない鳥
飛べない鳥
It was obvious that the people of the cafe were dumbfounded. the two quiet patrons that entered just moments looked like the last thing you'd expect to walk in. Yuuki was a human with spiritual connections, that didn't keep his distracting eyes and intense looks from being noticed however. Not many people could look both gentle and menacing at the same time, a scowl turning to a smile could mean all the difference for impression when it came to the man. On the other hand, the little Yuki that followed in pursuit was more akin to a wolf if anything. Of course, being entirely covered in fur would have cemented the rather odd entry, her tiny ears and tail twitching from side to side as the patrons continued to burn stares into the two.
Despite all the intense stares, Yuuki was far from heated. He was used to the stares and questioning glances he got in public. Of course, it was always a bit different than the time before. Now, it was because of his company and looks, last time it was more likely to have been because of his attitude. The next time? Who knew, it was always an interesting little addition to Yuuki's public escapades. As long as it doesn't bug Yuki, I really doubt it matters at this point.
Glancing down at the girl, Yuuki smiled through the awkward silence that came from the staring eyes and the two newcomers. She had just been riled up before, Yuuki's previous flick being a initiation of battle before his hand stroking her smooth hair led her to a near foot-thumping situation. She was an odd little Shinigami, it didn't help that she seemed so wolf like either. It changed very little for the man however, she was in fact a spiritual being that deserved what everyone else got. That's just how things work, right?
The shop finally assumed its previous state as they stood before the counter, the intense stares subsiding far enough for them to actual interact with the barista behind the counter. Of course, the passive Yuki attempted to weasel her way out of the situation due to wanting to visit the Library. The man wasn't dumb, nor was anyone else standing around them that may have been watching the scene unfold. Even if words could lie, little noses speak for themselves.
Turning towards Yuki, Yuuki thrust his finger against her forehead before letting a soft sigh escape. "I hope hot chocolate and-" Turning back to the counter before finishing his statement, Yuuki glanced over the pastries that were available at the small shop. It wasn't much of a choice, a few different types of pastries that ultimately led to what looked rather boring. Turning back a final time, he groaned and pointed towards the glass counter.
"Don't act weird, but I want the heart cakes. They look good. I hope that's alright." Deep crimson filled Yuuki's cheeks as he turned back to the counter and relayed the information. Moments later, two cups of hot chocolate and two heart cakes were tossed to the counters edge. Without much hesitation, the man paid and picked both portions up before turning towards Yuki and gesturing towards the door.
"C'mon." Pushing his way through the tiny shop, Yuuki burst through the front door before they arrived in front of the Library and clothing store once more. Glancing to both, Yuuki tapped his foot and spoke. "The choice is yours, Library or Clothes. I don't mind, as long as you're going to be smiling. Kind of defeats the purpose of spending time together, especially as strangers. Impressions are long lasting, would you want to sit next to each other and read quietly or twirl around in dresses in front of a random man so you can feel pretty?"
He smiled, his words seeming short but in all reality he just wished for her to make a real decision, one she thinks about. One that she's willing to choose whether or not she has the means for it. It wasn't just her, Yuuki existed too.
"I'm alright with watching a pretty girl dance around, but it isn't a problem if she wants to sit down either." With that being said, Yuuki took a large gulp from the cup in his left hand before giving a satisfying sigh of relief. The warm chocolate and rough wind felt great, even if it wasn't very cold outside. Nothing beat the scent and taste of the warm fluid reaching its way to the back of Yuuki's throat.
"So, which is it little one?"
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Re: Victorian Treat
Sun Jul 24, 2016 2:15 am
ENTER THE DEPTHS
Artist: Pendulum - Song: Crush - Word Count: 738
A normal reaction. Anyways, even if I did care these pastries are totally worth all of it, and are much more important than their weird stares.
Yuki was by now quite used to such reactions towards her appearance. They used to make her feel bad and unwanted and even hated, and she used to cover up her wolf-like features as best she could. That is until she met Takuma. It was thanks to him that she now walked freely and proudly of her heritage. Well, mostly proud. The more savage and bestial side was something she always tried her best to avoid, but beyond that she no longer cared too much about the sort of people who might make a big deal out of her.
Besides, Yuuki matters more right now, and he seems to enjoy my presence. I think. I hope!
Suddenly a finger assaulted her forehead! Again! And, once again, she was caught off guard, jumping slightly in place as a pink hue spread across her cheeks. For a moment she expected him to follow it up with some more hair tussling but, alas, he did not, and this lack of tussling left her somewhat disappointed. Something called ‘hot chocolate’ was named before her new friend pointed towards the glass counter. Yuki’s eye followed the finger, widening when she noticed the cakes that he’d picked out.
Yay! Those ones smelled the best! Although his cheeks are getting red. Why are they getting red? Why wouldn’t I be okay with this?
The petite wolf turned towards the taller man, tilting her head slightly to the right in confusion. In a confident though calm neutral voice she spoke up. “Why would it not be okay? They smell delicious. It matters not what the food looks like, especially in our current situation. Do not be ashamed for choosing something that you enjoy.”
With a slightly toothy grin the young Shinigami hopped up, jabbing a finger against the man’s forehead while his cheeks went red, tail flailing a bit more actively behind her body as she touched back down to Earth. She was becoming very excited now, especially at the prospect of delicious delicacies! Still, he had purchased food for her. She was now in his debt.
“I owe you. Thank you” she stated, nibbling upon one of the tiny dessert’s little corners, which sent a shiver down along her entire body! With glee she then took to sipping at the drink, her eye widening with shock as to what it was and how good it tasted. But she could not shake the feeling of owing something to another person, and so her mind lingered upon the thought while she continued to sip and nibble upon her newly acquired goods. What could she possibly repay him with? She could only draw blanks.
I can’t make him anything. I doubt he wants anything that I have. I can’t really perform any services for him. This is confusing.
A stern look crossed over her face for a few moments while she pondered upon how she might pay him back, but it was interrupted by the man’s next statements. Initially she turned her face to look towards him, listening to his words. They were silly. Why would she twirl around in dresses? She could not see herself in one. Partly because she’d never actually worn a dress and partly because she thought it would look ugly on her. The library was the obvious choice, as he wished to go there and she had no money, but he’d insisted upon the truth, and she was never one to lie if she could help it.
It was the statement about being a pretty girl that really threw her off. Instantly her cheeks lit up a bright red. She found herself facing away from Yuuki, sipping more feverishly upon her cup until it was completely emptied! Her crimson gaze met the floor and, for the time being, stuck there.
Did he just call me pretty?
No longer did she seem to care about being called little, or at least not at the moment.
“I don’t mind either. Trying out something new would be nice, although I do not dance or twirl or wear dresses. Nor am I someone who could be considered pretty. But as soon as you get bored we head to the library. It is the least I can do to start repaying you.”
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