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Post by Hikaru Shinguji on Jul 30, 2016 20:54:46 GMT -5
Every dab of the cleansing pads, every rotation of wrapping those wounded dainty fingers with a bandage normally would have had Hikaru concerned. She honestly and truly didn't want to cause the older girl any discomfort whatsoever. Bandaging the injuries had been such an automatic move on her part that it she hadn't ended up a nervous wreck as a result. Instead she found herself smiling down at Hitomi while she worked, blushing massively after being asked to refer to her oneesama by name alone. No honorifics. Just Hitomi, plain and simple. It was hard to believe that such a fancy lady like HItomi would ever consider letting someone refer to her by her first name like that, but Hikaru also felt blessed to hear the request. At first she just nodded in response, unable to summon the proper words to explain how she felt about it. Words weren't enough to explain her feelings about having someone so close to her that they were on the names-only basis. Once she finished she was further able to relax when the older girl asserted that she was fine. That smile did much more to assure her than the words alone would have, and it was something she treasured seeing. Hitomi was so much prettier with an honest smile! Such a thought did not have a follow up but she did finally find some words that explained her feelings somewhat.
"You're welcome, Hitomi.. and I'd really like to keep calling you that in private.. it's um.. really.. really nice to have someone so close and kind that I can call by their name.. um.. er.. " Hikaru responded, running her hand through her wavy hair nervously, "I mean, I'd be happy to. And like I said, anything I can do to help Hitomi-oneesama.. um. Hitomi.. is worth doing. So.. staying like this is totally fine with me! I promise." That it felt nice to have Hitomi so close to her was something Hikaru did not yet fully realize nor understand.
Then she tentatively touched a strand of the older girl's hair, "Nee, Hitomi, can I ask you something? What do you use to keep your hair so nice? Mine's.. um.. always braided, and sometimes I worry that it's being harmed by doing that.."
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Post by Hitomi Akahana on Aug 9, 2016 14:22:05 GMT -5
In her relaxed state, Hitomi was becoming careless with her words and information. Even the voice that usually nagged her to keep her mannerisms in check was eerily silent. So was beginning of the power Hikaru held over Hitomi. After all, how could one hold back the flow of a cheery, bubbling stream as it washed over you and found every small crack and seam in the wall you had erected around yourself? Or better stated, why would you? This was the first time she felt she could be herself around someone without being reprimanded or snapped at since she had taken to the shrine. And she was happy. For once in her life.. she was content.
She grinned through the last little waves of nausea, hiding it well behind a pristine mask. "Thank you, again, Hikaru." Really, she was mostly just afraid to stand and lose her balance. Her stomach would most certainly roll at the action and face planting infront of her kohai didn't sound like a well groomed plan at the moment. "It is nice.. A lot nicer than I expected." Wait, did that mean Hitomi had never called another by only name? Perhaps her seclusion from the world was more than just her lack of roommate. Either that, or the people she could call by name had been like that since her early childhood. This stretched as far a one person and she was certainly not going to think about him right now. Not while she was happy. This mood was not going to be ruined by some playboy.
Thankfully, her inner musings were interrupted by Hikaru shifting a bit of her hair. The touch made her glance up and she hummed her affirmative at the question asking. Her eyes had started to droop back closed only to open so she could look up at her smaller friend.
"Uh.." It was all she could get out at the moment. She hadn't been expecting anything of that nature. "I don't really use anything specific. I generally just use anything that has keratin in it. It's supposed to give strength. I don't know if keeping your hair pulled back makes any difference.. but my father frowns upon me wearing my hair up for any other occasion than festivals and such, so I tend to leave mine down."
The hand that was free of bandages lifted and gently curled a lock of Hikaru's hair around her index finger. It didn't seem like there were any split ends or anything. Hitomi looked from the hair to lock eyes with Hikaru and gave a gentle tug on the section of tresses just before she flashed a playful grin. "You worry too much, my young kohai. You're hair is beautiful. But, if you would like to see if it gives you any results, I have an extra bottle of shampoo in my room. Just stop by on your way to the bath house and I'll give it to you. Maybe I'll even go with you, if I don't have any school work to do. Or student council things to catch up on." Then she let the locks slip from around her finger and she lowered her hand back to her belly.
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Post by Hikaru Shinguji on Aug 9, 2016 20:41:47 GMT -5
It was for the best that Hitomi was so capable of hiding her discomfort behind a cool, collected mask. Had Hikaru gotten any kind of hint that her caring oneesama was not feeling well, the younger girl would have begun panicking like there was no tomorrow. Instead she was able to relax a little bit knowing that things seemed to have calmed down quite a bit. Even though there was still a good amount of concern over the girl's hand, the immediate danger had passed without incident. Though what was meant by the use of first names being a lot nicer than expected? Did that mean that perhaps the taller, more elegant girl didn't have many people she could consider to be so close? Maybe it was lonely being a fancy lady. Though she couldn't confirm her suspicion or ask for clarification without being rude, Hikaru begun to honestly wonder about that. Should that be the case she felt even more humbled to be on a first name basis. For Hikaru this was a definite first; even Saya had been Saya-chan to her.
"It's no problem, Hitomi. I'm just happy you're doing better," Hikaru responded softly to the words of appreciation, managing a small smile to reassure her patient.
As the older girl explained what she kept in mind for hair care Hikaru took a lot of mental notes. The intensity of her eyes hinted at how determined she was to remember what the fancy lady did to keep her hair wonderful. If there was any chance of herself ascending to that kind of beauty she had to absorb and put into action as much information as possible. Though she did find it weird that Hitomi's father didn't like her wearing her hair up. Why was that? What if Hitomi was doing something where her hair might get caught in something? Gazing down at the girl's face, she suddenly had the thought that Hitomi would like cute with a ponytail. Maybe it wasn't the most ladylike hairstyle but it might actually suit her quite well. Hikaru also wondered further if Hitomi's home life had been less fantastical than the younger girl had originally thought. A father who prevented you from doing things and no one else close enough to call by their first name. Didn't sound as enticing as she would have thought before today. Of course she noticed a half-second late that Hitomi was examining her hair.. which made Hikaru blush. Her insecurity about it and the care she put into it made her instantly concerned that there would be faults found with it. Obviously Hitomi's was much nicer, much prettier and silkier compared to the basic care Hikaru was capable of.
When she was praised instead Hikaru blushed more, looked off to the side to hide her embarrassment at such kind words. Hitomi was far too kind! There was also the matter of her being offered the use of Hitomi's shampoo. A fancy lady's shampoo to call her own? Words could not describe the joy that Hikaru felt at such an offer, especially since it was her chance to try and emulate what her oneesama seemed to do so effortlessly. Then again she wasn't sure if she could manage to get the technique right on her own. It was very kind of Hitomi to offer a joint trip then, since she would almost certainly be able to coach Hikaru on the ladylike methods for hair care. For some reason the idea of going to the baths with the taller girl made her tremble a little. Odd, and she had no idea just why that was. Being alone together with Hitomi was a wonderful feeling though, so she was sure that whatever unease she was feeling now would pass in no time. Just her.. and Hitomi.. alone. In a bath. Washing each other's backs. Around that same time she felt her cheeks get warm from the thoughts she was having, even if she didn't really understand them.
"That. um.. that would be really nice. I'd be very happy to do that with you Hitomi," Hikaru spoke gently, "You're really too kind.. I've always bought my shampoo when it's on sale or clearance, so I never really get the same scent twice. It'd be nice to try something that you like..."
Then with her eyes locked on Hitomi again she giggled, "Hitomi, I just had a thought.. would you like me to put your hair in a ponytail or something sometime? I know your father wouldn't approve, but.. it would be really cute.."
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Post by Hitomi Akahana on Sept 21, 2016 19:14:02 GMT -5
It was hard for the older of the two to keep a straight face as she looked up into the determined eyes of her kohai. She was so serious about this.. It made it really hard to resist the urge to tease her. To see that oh so adorable pout that would play at her features or the blush that would cover her cheeks the moment that Hitomi were to point out just how intensely she was staring her down. What really surprised her though was the blush that was beginning to heat over her own skin. In that moment she was happy for Hikaru's glance off to the side. That way she could cover the spread of pink across her cheeks as she shifted to sit up.
A glance over her shoulder as she tucked her hair back revealed the last bit of a blush before it faded away and all that was left was the soft tone of her alabaster skin. "It is my duty to look after you, no? Not only that, it makes me happy to look after you. As long as it is you, I don't mind sharing anything I have."
Now where did that come from? Her eyes went wide for a moment as she turned her head to keep from looking at the girl with a stunned expression. It would be rude to reveal her surprise. It was herself that said it. She really shouldn't be that surprised.. But it had just come out. She hadn't thought of her words before they tumbled past her lips. Maybe this was why her mother had always schooled her in thinking before speaking. The way the words had rolled off her tongue were true to her heart though. She didn't want to take them back. Hitomi had meant it, but she barely even knew the girl. How could you be so willing to share all you have with one person when they've been in your life for only a matter of days? Matters of the heart had never been easy concepts for Hitomi to grasp. You couldn't be taught them afterall. At least so she thought. Hikaru was teaching her plenty of ways to open up and become a better person.
"Hm?" Hitomi turned her head back as she caught the last of Hikaru's question, but even though she hadn't heard all of it, she knew exactly what it pertained to. This made her smile a little as she heard her father's voice ringing in the back of her head. 'Only uncouth woman reveal their necks and shoulders to a man they have no relation to or have yet to marry.' Well, Hikaru was neither a man nor the claimer of her hand. When butterflies erupted in her belly, she tried not to think on it too much. "I would like that very much, Hikaru. If you would like to, you can do my hair whenever you'd like to."
With a slender hand, she reached up and swept her hair off to the side, revealing the slight sweep of her neckline before it disappeared under the collar of her keikogi. "Why don't we get things picked up here and head back to the dorms? I'm sure you still have some homework to do and we have dinner yet as well as baths."
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Post by Hikaru Shinguji on Oct 5, 2016 13:57:44 GMT -5
For a very brief moment Hikaru thought that she'd spotted something quite rare before her: a bit of warm coloration to the cheeks of the alabaster toned princess who slowly sat up. It was gone so quickly that the younger girl thought she'd been seeing things. Seeing a composed aristocratic lady show such a reaction would be a fantastically uncommon sight to behold. Had it been real, or was the vision merely ethereal? Having her attention partially distracted by the tucking of that luxurious hair didn't help discern things either. Nothing else to say other than the girl was incredible, that Hikaru wanted to be like her and something deeper. A strong desire to be around her whenever she could, to help her however was possible and to make her happy. That blush had been real, if fleeting. This was what Hikaru ultimately decided for herself - something decided, in fact, just before Hikaru began to blush herself.
Those words which the older girl spoke sent the orphan's heart aflutter for reasons she couldn't identify. Her oneesama was pleased to look after her! She was happy to share anything she had with Hikaru! Just what exactly 'anything' entailed the girl didn't know for sure. At first she simply figured it must be the shampoo, or maybe something more like a true lady's clothes! With that thought Hikaru was sufficiently distracted as to not notice how Hitomi reacted to the words she herself spoke. Imaginary moments filled with frilly dresses, long satin gloves and dancing the night away with Hitomi filled the poor thing's head until she was about to burst with excitement. Wouldn't that be the best thing in the world? Eventually she was brought back to reality as Hitomi accepted her offer of hair styling before suggesting they pick things up. Hitomi also revealed her perfectly aristocratic neckline as she did so, which nearly brought back those mental images. Specifically of being held close to the other girl, resting her head near that curvature.
"Um... well.. I'd be delighted to do your hair after we're done with those baths.. er.. or.. anytime! We can trade styling!" Hikaru suggested eagerly as she tried to push the mental images away again. Trying to have a conversation with them present wasn't helping. Then she found something to distract herself.
Grinning a little more confidently than usual she proclaimed, "Don't worry about my homework, Hitomi! I got it all done before coming here so that we could relax and learn.. kyudou...." A nervous chuckle at realizing she hadn't really learned much about archery at all, then, "I'm sorry it didn't go that well for learning.. I promise I'll be better next time.. but... I really like being with you."
Then she took a deep breath before asking, "This might sound funny but.. would you be okay with a hug? I'd.. I think it would.. be really nice.."
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Post by Hitomi Akahana on Nov 8, 2016 19:25:44 GMT -5
Hitomi tried her hardest to not smile, but she couldn't keep it at bay for long, nor the adoring gaze that softened her hues. The latter she wasn't even aware of, so how could she stop it? The first fleeting steps of a love being sewn are always a mystery but the hints seem easy enough to see from an outside perspective. Then why are the two involved always so blindsided when the hints all pill up into a roiling mass of feelings and confusion? That was the real mystery. "How did I come to have such a diligent kohai?"
As she rose to her feet, Hitomi brushed off her hakama, then offered both hands to Hikaru. Once they were taken she helped the girl to her feet. "Don't worry yourself about it not going as planned today. We have plenty of time in the future for me to teach you. If you're still interested."
She had just been about to release Hikaru's hands when her meek question settled on her. Instead, she used the grip to pull Hikaru across the small gap that seperated them. When their bodies collided she finally released her hands and looped them around Hikaru's shoulders to draw her even closer. Hitomi tipped her head so that her cheek was resting against the silky threads of Hikaru's hair. "You don't need to ask for a hug, silly.."
She murmured the words as she savored the feeling of the smaller girl in her arms. It would be very nice to stay just like this for eternity. It would be so easy. So wonderful and uncomplicated. She wouldn't have to try to make sense of any of these emotions that were running wild. But within a few moments, Hitomi was disengaging from the other girl, fearing that her rapid heartbeat could be heard. A quick bite into her cheek and she turned her back to Hikaru so the vivid blush on her cheeks was hidden. Never in her life had she blushed this much in one day! Especially because of one single person. She cleared her throat quietly and quickly went about picking up the few things that had been left out for their practice. Having had a few moments to calm herself, the older of the two glanced over her shoulder to Hikaru and grinned.
"Let's change then go get a bath. Everyone will be at dinner, so we can have it to ourselves. Then we can get dinner when the crowd dies down. Does that sound alright to you?"
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