Still Just a Swallow [Ira, Kasha(s)]

Welp, it was that time of the month. Er, not that time of the month, that would've only made things even worse, and the last thing Ira was trying to do was make this whole visit even more weird than it was obviously going to be. What was he supposed to do, exactly? Kasha had said he could come by the next month, but now that he was here, it occurred to him he really didn't know much else about what to do coming by.

"Uh, I'm here to visit Kasha. I was invited here?"

It seemed like they were expecting him, or at least weren't surprised that he was coming by, so that boded well for him, right? Now he just followed the family's attendant through the estate grounds. He'd already been here, but it didn't manage to impress him any less. Oh well, he'd get used to it probably.

"Eh? What little pain in the tit wants me?"

There were times when the title of Kasha was a bother, this was one such time. The flamboyant and boistrous woman got up and dragged herself to go greet the apparent visitor with her single eye narrowing a bit at the smaller girl. Did she know her, no. Ah, did her student know her? That made it align in her head a lot better. So the woman slouched to one side, running a stray hand through her hair while keeping her eye set on Ira's little form and shooed away the attendents.

"You're here for the kid, huh? I didn't think he'd have the balls to get it on with a girl. Always the receiving type he acts like."

The smell of alcohol lingered on her and modesty in general was discarded to the wayside. She just turned away and went to sit back down on the cushions scattered in a clump on the floor. Nothing particularly incredible, just a place to sit her ass down without it being a hard surface.

"You want a drink? First one's free."

It was something of a rollercoaster to speak with this woman, especially given Ira hadn't actually been expecting it in the slightest. The first thought had very much been that she was real hot, but the first actual words she'd spoken threw him off enough that he nearly choked just from hearing that. And then she just sat down as if it was nothing. Was this what he was getting into? Was this even right?

"Er, we haven't done that."

Yeah, that was a good first response, good thinking Ira, you got her good there. With a faint sigh to himself, he fiddled with his hair for a second, more out of sheer bafflement at the situation than embarrassment or anything of the sort.

"Sure, I'll take a drink. Whatcha got?"

"Baijiu."

She said while tossing the gourd in his general direction to catch. Kasha laughed though while she mulled over the awkward denial of having done anything yet. The large woman's single eye going back to looking Ira over, and keeping the girl with a little bit of pressure from the look. Didn't she look a little nervous?

"Nah? That's a shame, you know he's... huge."

Kasha said with a smug grin, her hands coming up to make a scale of distance which was not at all accurate, right? The brutish looking woman covered in scars just taking a bit of pleasure in seeing Ira squirm, maybe provoke her into throwing a punch or two if she was really gutsy.

On one hand, Ira had plenty of experience drinking and holding his liquor, so the strength of the baijiu only gave him a faint wince just on account of his body still not having quite acclimated to it. However, he'd been halfway through a fairly decent sip when Kasha delivered her bit of trivia, and he sputtered a bit before tossing the gourd back to her.

"Well, uh, good to know."

It really wasn't, actually, because he could already tell his body was reacting in a way that he wasn't especially fond of. That was good, just what he'd wanted to come by here for, frankly. He'd just wanted to come by for a nice chill time with Kasha.

"You his big sister or something?"

"Somethin' like that."

She said with a faint smirk that refused to tell anymore about it, she never got caught up on the nuances of their relationship. They simply cooexisted, trying to dance around the traps of attachment that went beyond teacher-student even if it was simple denial to act like she viewed him in only that light.

"So if you're not fuckin', what are you doin' with my little brother, hmm?"

Kasha inquired with a raised eyebrow and another swig of the hard liquor.

"He's been doing his acupuncture and stuff on me, feels pretty alright and it's been helping me work on getting into shape."

He'd almost felt the need to specify that it wasn't anything untoward, but Ira wasn't nearly so stupid as to think saying that would actually be remotely convincing. If anything, it'd just make it seem more like they actually were fucking, and regardless of what his body wanted, that definitely wasn't where they were at.

"We chat, get lunch and all that."

Man, saying it more casually hadn't actually made it sound too much better. Ah well.

"So you're datin', hmm?"

Kasha admittedly could've been more reasonable and she was fully aware the type of relationship they probably had but it didn't change it much for her, she'd continue to poke and provoke. Antagonising people for her own amusement for no reason other than a small kick, that was the type of person that she was.

"Maybe courtin', shall I expect wedding bells anytime soon?"

She poked once again. Greatly inflating the romantic connotations.

The answer to both questions there was a resounding no, and Ira knew that he should have said that basically immediately, but the actual first reaction he felt was that of his face flushing. Ah, spectacular, that was just how he wanted this exchange to go. Definitely left a good impression, didn't it?

"Nah, we're not datin' or anything like that. And I definitely don't see a wedding any time soon, can't quite say I'm ready for that."

Of course, even if Kasha were some dream girl that he'd marry in half a second, that would still be true as far as Ira was concerned. He had a lot of things he needed to get handled and figured out before he went committing to anything even close to that sort of thing.

"But you wanna be though."

She said at the sight of the flushed cheeks and embarrassed look that she wore at the idea of dating. If she just wanted to be friends why would she get all red over it? Girls these days were so obvious Kasha thought.

"Right?"