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Post by Takara Kaneshiro on Jul 20, 2015 15:38:02 GMT -5
As clear as the evidence seemed to make it, it was a combination of Haruka's testaments to the contrary and the prior evidence that was making things very difficult for Takara. And yet, the answer was staring her right in the face. And that face was coming in awfully close. In fact, Takara was pretty sure that their position in relation to each other was a little different from when they first started talking. A breeze was whipping past her and the scene behind Haruka was looking rather peculiar. Where they...heading for the ground?
Suddenly, it was like she was meeting her ex-fiance all over again. Only, there was no blood this time, so that was a plus. Still, she did something bad and was ready to feel really bad about that. She would definitely need to apologize and maybe get her a nice gift. Maybe a new sword, or something like that. Takara landed on top of Haruka, which was a strange thing, because normally she didn't get all tossed around, it was usually just the unfortunate other person who she usually accidentally threw and/or punched.
As she got closer, a blush colored her cheeks. Was Haruka pulling her in closer? Where they actually going to...
When their lips met, Takara swore she could hear music soaring and fireworks exploding. Haruka had kissed her! And it was such a wonderful moment, she didn't notice that the other girl was trying to shove her off.
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Post by Haruka Oh on Jul 25, 2015 16:27:38 GMT -5
All the world came to a crashing halt as the pair of girls lay on the ground beneath the swaying cherry blossom trees. The daughter of Oh had envisioned her first kiss to be highly romantic, personal and mutually agreed upon. Sometimes she wore her armor, others she wore a kimono, depending on who she was with in the moment. Instead of any of those ideals she found herself forced into a kiss with the girl she'd only more recently started thinking about in such a manner. Hadn't the girl been trying to toss her aside? Haruka Oh was not to be thrown around like garbage! Grabbing the girl and pulling her down had been the best decision given that it forced Takara to continue engaging this scene on her own terms. That is until their lips met and everything changed by accident. The blonde had music and fireworks detonating, but a loud foghorn combined with an air raid siren in Haruak's mind. After the initial shock she had regained enough awareness to take action once again.
First order of business was to regain her bearing after the incident. That required her to be free from the blonde's grasp, which itself could be remedied by direct action. Tensing her arms for the coming maneuver she gripped Takara's shoulders aggressively so that the force would be applied to the proper place. Next she shoved upward, swinging herself away from Takara as she pushed herself out from underneath the other girl. As the blonde landed next to her the samurai got up to her knees and stared at her counterpart as if she were a manifestation of Nobunaga himself. A growl came out of her throat as she stood up, staggering a little in the wake of her accident.
"What dost thou think thee is doing? Forsooth! You are attempting to seize this maiden's innocence for thy own nefarious intentions! Yet I will not allow it," Haruka blustered before staggering back into a tree. At that moment she felt her legs get weak and knew they wouldn't hold her up. To save face she slid down the trunk and looked over at Takara. Nefarious, deceptive.. adorable... caring.. Takara.
With a massive blush forming she continued, "However, seeing as how this was likely an accident or misunderstanding.. I can forgive you this once. Assuming you are willing to pay the price of redemption..."
Even more quietly she explained, "One hug.. that is your price.."
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Post by Takara Kaneshiro on Jul 27, 2015 21:29:17 GMT -5
That moment of bliss could not possibly have lasted forever, as much as Takara would have preferred it. But, time did have to restart and the band would have to take a break. Also, there was only so long a fireworks display could go off for. Also, Haruka seemed to have had enough. The samurai girl shoved up with enough force to almost send her into the upper atmosphere. Or at least far enough away from the Daughter of Oh to escape their passionate embrace. Takara let out an "Eep!" before she landed and pushed herself into a sitting position. Haruka was on her knees and stared at the blonde before unleashing a growl.
Then, she bolted up to her feet, unleashing one of her usual tirades. Takara pouted, it seemed like things were going so well, too. But, then that pesky reflexive action of her's had to go and act up again. It was really such a shame, even if it did leave to that wonderful kiss. And now Haruka was mad at her. Again.
'Don't worry, Haru-chan!' she thought, 'I'll find a way to make it up to you! I swear it!'
Haruka had slid down the tree and was looking back at Takara again. The blush on her face looked as adorable as ever. Well, everything about Haruka just looked wonderful to the blonde. Fortunately for her, it seemed that she was understanding of the situation! This was such a fantastic turn of events. Takara perked up at the mention of being able to redeem herself. And the price? One hug! That was something that she was certain she could do. And so, the Kaneshiro girl gave a vigorous nod of her head.
"OK! I'll do it! Right now!" she said as she outstretched her arms, before pulling them back a little bit, "Um...is right now, OK?"
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Post by Haruka Oh on Aug 1, 2015 18:33:57 GMT -5
There was no acceptable reason for why Haruka Oh was willing to accept an apology in the form of a hug from Takara. By all rights the girl had taken something previous and irreplaceable from her. Hatred of the blonde should have been at the forefront of her mind. Haruka had been suspicious of her ever since they had met so unfortunately the previous year. Her artwork had been questioned, the knave turned out to be Lady Tachibana's roommate, and they were always at odds. Now her first kiss had been stolen by the very person she'd hated so very deeply. The past tense was an appropriate one to describe her feelings for the girl before her; she couldn't summon any anger or ill will for the girl.
So as she sat at the base of the tree and watched the girl eagerly spread her arms as penance, Haruka tried to quantify her feelings. If she didn't hate the blonde, how did she feel? Why did her heart beat fast like this in the presence of someone who thoguht bumble bees and tigers shared the same coloration? Haruka tried to picture herself embracing anyone else, someone she cared about for sure. Lady Tachibana melted away. Grand Prince Ubu tried, but then had her arms around a wave of girls. All she was left with on a one-to-one basis was.. this girl. Why? Haruka did not understand, but she was starting to come to terms with the feelings which defied explanation at every bend.
"The immediate present is acceptable," she responded, then stood up, glaring into the blonde's eyes. And then.. she rushed forward, throwing her own arms around the girl she had felt obliged to hate. Ill will was not possible when she was close to this girl, for wahtever reason the person she had become most drawn to (other than the Grand Prince). Haruka buried her blushing face in the girl's shoulder, hiding the embarrassment and actual tears that were taking over her expression. This might just mean that there was something of affection for Takara in her heart, regardless of how she felt before.
"There is something.. I.. I must tell you..." she began quietly, squeezing Takara as she found her strength, "Takara-san.... I.. I don't hate you."
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Post by Takara Kaneshiro on Aug 3, 2015 21:57:24 GMT -5
As Haruka agreed that Takara could serve out her penance, the samurai girl did a surprising thing and wrapped her arms around Takara. And the blonde was only too happy to wrap her arms around her in kind. She had, at least, seen her coming. Which cut down on the involuntary reaction and saved her further embarrassment. Not to mention the fact that she got to hug Haruka! Again! It was wonderful, especially since she was actually being hugged back.
And then, she started to try and say something. The real purpose to this clandestine little meeting of theirs. Could this be it? Could Haruka really be ready to actually...confess?
"Takara-san.... I... I don't hate you."
It was so beautiful and so romantic! She hadn't felt this good, since the Grand Prince had given her the Pirate Queen's bracelet. Well, she had expected for it sound a little different from how Haruka had actually said it. But, the sentiment was the same and that's what was important! She squeezed back and let out a squeal of joy.
"I'm so happy to hear that!" she said and grinned, "Because I...I love you, Haru-chan!"
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Post by Haruka Oh on Aug 6, 2015 14:21:12 GMT -5
Clutching onto the blonde was all that Haruka could do for a long while. The total shock to her system at realizing that she actually did harbor positive feelings for this girl kept her thought process a bit locked up. Just standing there with a death grip attaching her to the girl's waist, feet firmly planted in the ground just in case a toss was about to happen. Takara did have a habit oftossing people around when they got close like this. That was what had led to the accidental kiss which she had shoved the girl away from. Slowly her thought process cleared itself up somewhat and she began to attempt some reasoning for whether the emotions she was feeling matched what Takara had shockingly just told her.
What was it that she felt for other maidens in her life? Lady Tachibana had always been so beautiful and gentle, like a true lady out of a number of samurai tales. Haruka's mission had become to protect and serve her as needed but it had felt somewhat more like comradery than love. Grand Prince Ubu demanded her attention regardless of who was in her presence, was charismatic, affectionate, brave and awesome. Around her Haruka's knees became weak, her breath hastened and her cheeks reddened. Maybe that was similar? Takara made her furious at times, but always had her attention. Surprisingly she figured out that she also got weak in the elgs, blushed and found the girl attractive. A healthy martial artist who was just a little too aggressive when dealing with others. Other maidens were pretty in a classic sense, but Takara's health and vigor made her.. pretty.. in a robust kind of way. That meant Haruka probably felt similarly to the person she was hugging. Such a realization caused the proud samurai to tremble and cry a little bit more.
"You... must kneel before me... sometime..." she managed as she held onto her position, "But I feel affection for you, I suppose.."
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