Thread: Dawn Of A New Era (Yuna & Frogger's 1x1)

Ah! I...I appreciate the offer, but...you really don't need to go out of your way for me... Hitomi has never seen such a beautiful man, in all her years. Most would not use the word 'beautiful' when it comes to the opposite gender, but...she didn't think 'handsome' or 'gorgeous' fit quite right. His hair was a long, luxurious black...and his eyes, an amber she could melt into, if she wanted. There were subtle hints of muscles under that kimono...not that she was looking or anything...and his manner may be polite, but there was also... a note of something to his words, one she couldn't quite name. Realizing that she was staring, Hitomi jumped up, her own kimono falling to lay where it will. The obi was loose around her waist...making the folds of the kimono loose about her slender frame. Unbeknownst to the teenager, she was revealing quite a bit of cleavage...and much more than that, really. Dark, golden eyes swirling with embarrassment lifted, watching as the stranger began to gather the fallen groceries and place them back into the bag. Nothing could be done about the torn rice bags, that much she knew for certain...but she also knew what sort of punishment awaited her at home if she didn't bring rice. Her cheeks dusted a light, rosy shade of pink, she bent down, picking up various things and placing them back into the bag as well. I...I appreciate your thoughtfulness, though... she murmured at last, biting her lip and trying not to look -or seem- foolish. Hitomi gathered what was left of the rice, and placed both in the bag along with the rest of her groceries. I really do appreciate the thought...but no matter what, I will be punished...for both ruining dinner, and inconveniencing this handsome young man... she thought, a wave of dread washing through her body at the memory of her last beating. To say it was painful was a drastic understatement...for she was just now recovering from that particular punishment, and it happened over a month ago. It really is a shame I can't go and replace these before I head home... she murmured under her breath, a look coming over her features. There was dread etching itself into the color of her eyes, and in the way her lips were curved... yet, something else was there, too. Everything back in the bags, Hitomi picked them both up, and gave the stranger a polite bow. Thank you for all you have done, perhaps I could repay you in some way? she offered, glancing up at him through a veil of black. All that was playing along her features earlier was gone, and was now replaced with a distinct air of nerves. It would be nice to repay his kindness...even if it was in some small way. Nibbling on her bottom lip, making the flesh darken until it was more red than pink, Hitomi lifted herself up from the bow, and ran both hands over her kimono. The sun gave out one last, brilliant wave of light... orange, pink and green playing over the nearest buildings, the people lingering in the streets, over the girl's kimono and features...right as it dipped down below the horizon. Those golden eyes of hers rose after a minute or so, indecision still there in those lovely depths. Night fell quickly after that little display of color, casting the world into darkness. Hitomi blinked, her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness, only to recognize the nearest buildings. Ah, I should have brought a light with me... she spoke, letting out a soft, almost musical laugh. Her fingers curling into the folds of her kimono, she tried to swallow past the lump in her throat. Fear started clawing its way into it, however... making it hard to breathe. As a child, Hitomi was often punished...either with vicious beatings, or being locked away in a dark room. That last punishment could last anywhere between a few hours...or several days, depending on how angry Riku was. Even now, she fears the dark...for it reminds her of such times. Her smile awkward, forced, she met his gaze... waiting for whatever answer he has to give, at the offer of repaying his kindness.