Masaru and Kaiiaki

## Masaru and Kaiiaki 4-14-16

YukoAburame: ♫”Oh the summer time is coming. And the trees are sweetly blooming, when the wild mountain thyme, grows around the blooming heather. Would you go, Lassie go.” ♫ ~Masaru sang to himself as he marched down the road. Each note was just loud enough for people nearby to hear, but not too loud that it would possible offset people, as Masaru wasn’t the best of singers. The song he had heard his mother singing all day, and it proceeded to be stuck in his head. So he decided to sing it, with little fear of being judged.~ ♫ “And I will build my love a bower, on the pure crystal mountain. And around it I will place, all of the colors of the mountain. Now would you go, Lassie go.” ♫ ~ He continued to sing the song as he effortlessly weaved in and out of the traffic of people, seemly without evening thinking about it. His outfit remained the same as it usually did, the village flak jacket sitting on top his black long sleeve shirt and gloves that went pass his biceps; the white rope of a tie that held his jug to his side, followed by his normal baggy pants and sandals. Though it wasn’t practical, as he was really just taking a stroll through the village, he liked to wear it because it was a sign of status almost. It showed those around he was a shinobi of the village, and he liked it. He had no particular place to go, simply walking through the streets and taking in the scenery. The natural ambience of a village appealed to him, as where he lived was a hut in size comparison.~

Kaiiaki: -"Shut up..."shut up..." shut up...." The words echoed into the empty alleyway where Kaiiaki was hiding her prescence. Water dripped from a nearby faulty gutter. Trash cans and littered garbage covered the whole length of the alleyway. Just enough for a small girl of 14 years to hide within. People chattered out in the village far away from her. But they weren't even in the same world as Kaiiaki right now. Kaiiaki's hands held her head on either side. Her fingernails tangled throughout her pastel purple hair. They pulled at her hair, trying to inflict bodily pain on her so that she would be able to snap out of it. But she couldn't. Kaiiaki rocked back and forth while holding her head. Words muttered out of her mouth, some of them unintelligible. But most of what a person would gather would be the words, "Shut up...Shut...up..." Over and over again. That was for anyone that didn't know what was truly going on within Kaiiaki's head. Within Kaiiaki's subconscious, Kurama was rampaging, screaming. The training she was working on in order to tame the beast, had brought her to an even worse point it seemed. It was like she was putting salt in the wound, and Kurama wasn't having it. Kaiiaki was screaming at him within her subconscious to stop, but he would not have it. And what was she to do? He was bigger and more powerful than anything she had ever seen or dealt with. All she could do is keep rocking back and forth, hoping for it to end soon. This carried on for about an hour, maybe two. But finally, a man's voice broke through the dark alleyway, bringing her out of her subconscious conversation. "Heeeyy little girl." A deep voice broke through the alleyway, bringing with it a slight chuckle. The words were slightly slurred as if the man had been drinking. "Little girl cuuuummm out! I seeee you." Kaiiaki stood up, facing the man from his distance of about 10 feet. "The fuck do you want?" She yelled out hatefully. She wasn't wearing any of her ninja outfit today, she was dressed in a casual pastel t-shirt, black shorts, and black leg warmers. There's no way this man knew who she really was. Or if he did, he was too drunk to remember. Kaiiaki would be glad to remind him just who the hell he was dealing with. "C'mere ya purty little thang." The man started undoing his belt, unlatching it from the hook. "This aint gonna hurt ya a bit." Another laugh from the drunkard. For the first time in her life, Kaiiaki was actually frightened. She had stood up to ninja thousands of times. Killed in order to live. But this was something unknown, that she had never seen before. ~What...what is he doing..?~ Her feet automatically backed up, hitting the wall behind her.-

YukoAburame: ♫”And if my trues loves gone, I will surely find another. And to her I will sing, things that make her know I want her, now would you go-“♫ ~Masaru cuts his singing short as he noticed a repetitive shouting of ‘Shut up’ coming from place he couldn’t identify. He thought nothing of it and continued on his stroll, that’s why he heard it again. Maybe it was a couple arguing? But he heard no male voice yelling in response. He didn’t know who was shouting, and the common village chatter did well to cover it up mostly. But as he continued his walk once more, it continued, and didn’t stop for hours it seemed. At this point, it sparked his interest. He wanted to see who was shouting, and possibly find a situation in which he could help. He wanted to do any good deeds he could with the possibility that the Hoshikage would catch word of his deeds and possibly reward him. He tuned his ears to the shouting and set off as fast as he could to reach them. He rushed through traffic as he took a main street, at least until he was sure where the sounds were coming from. He made a sudden stop, sliding in the dirt and causing dust to fly up in his wake. He moved his head back and forth, trying to get a better read on it. He then darted to his right, taking a main alley way that lead to a series of alleys that connected to each other. It was like Masaru was playing Pac-Man, he turned corners and even doubled back sometimes in an attempt to seek out the shouting. He was close, he could feel it. As he came up on the final corner he sure would lead to the sound, it stopped. The shouting was no more. Masaru kept on his route and turned the corner only to see Kaiiaki, in the alley with a man standing over her. Masaru instantly recognized her, as she was basically the only one with that color of hair and skin. Plus she made a rather lasting impression on him. The wind blew through the alley and Masaru caught a whiff of alcohol. He could only assume it was the man, as she didn’t seem the type to drink at all. Or it was probably week old alcohol bottles that still had a bit left in them. He examined the scene further from the safety of the corner. His eye brow rose as he saw the man had his pants unbuckled. Masaru did grasp the concept that he could be drunk, but was he so drunk he didn’t forget to buckle his pants? Masaru didn’t know the context so he really didn’t know what was happening. He then saw him back her into a the wall, which is not an action a friendly person would do. Masaru prepared himself and caught his breath a bit after having to run quite a bit to find the noise. He wasn’t going to charge in, not yet, he didn’t know what was going on and hoped a bit of time would tell him.~

Kaiiaki: - "You don't know who the hell you are messing with..." Kaiiaki spoke out to the stranger. She didn't know what he was doing, nor what he was trying to do with her. Fear made the hair on the back of her neck stand straight up. It was a prickling sensation, like a spider was crawling straight up her spine. All of a sudden, Kurama burst through the feeling of fear that was Kaiiaki's own emotion. His emotions of anger and bloodlust overpowered Kaiiaki. It must have been due to the sense of danger that she was in. He must have picked up on it and invited himself into the situation. ~"*DIE!!!"~* Kurama screamed out inside of her subconscious. Kaiiaki's fighting instinct finally kicked back in. The man had crept up until he was inches from her. His grubby fat hand reached out, stroking Kaiiaki's grey skinned face, and letting it travel downwards. "GET. OFF. OF. ME!" Kaiiaki screamed out in a shrill voice. Instinctively, she mixed her chakra with the molecules in the air. Forming the Growing Crystal Thorns jutsu. She formed a circle of branches around the radius of the man. Each branch was about the width of 3 feet and they moved up at the man at the speed of 30 miles per hour.They all came up and pierced his flesh at the height of 4 feet. His blood burst all around them, spilling all over the alleyway, and not sparing Kaiiaki's face and hair. Kaiiaki stood and watched in shock as blood spit out of the man's mouth. His black eyes fixated upon her grey eyes. Kaiiaki kept eye contact with him until his soul slipped into the afterlife. Leaving her alone in the alley. Except for one other. Kaiiaki noticed off in the distance Masaru had been standing there, watching the whole ordeal from a distance. For some reason, she felt like she didn't want him to see any of this. "Crystal Pentagonal Prison." Kaiiaki whispered out. She formed the crystal underground, making it a heigh of 6 feet and width of 5 feet. The crystal formed instantly and jutted up from the ground, engulfing the corpse within it in the amethyst crystal. Once the body had been covered, Kaiiaki waved her right hand across the crystals, shattering both the thorns and prison with her chakra. The amethyst dust scattered to the alleyway, and was blown away by the wind. Kaiiaki fell back upon the wall her back hitting the bricks and scooting itself down into a sitting position. Her grey eyes stared over at Masaru. His happy go lucky attitude. He never would know the horrors of the world like she. It was almost enviable.-

YukoAburame:~Masaru listened closely, only letting part of his head stick out from around the corner. He heard he speak as if the man was messing with her, which was a sign of a conflict about to happen. Masaru already botched a chance to help her before; maybe he could make it up to her now. But before he was able to step out from the corner and rush to take down the man, Kaiiaki erupts with an anger that transferred it her word ‘DIE!’ as it was shouted loudly, and it echoed in Masaru’s ears. His eyes widened as he quickly subdued his urge to intervene. That’s when the man still had the nerve to touch her, gently, and bit too seductively for it to have been friendly. She yelled once more, a line that sounded like something that would be said before almost in an instant, the man was impaled from multiply directions. Blood splattered throughout the alley like spray paint as soon as they made contact. A single drop made its way to Masaru’s cheek as he stood there shocked an unable to move. She then made the body disappear using some sort of cage, and a purple colored dust was the only thing left over, and that blew away in the wind. Kai then slide down into a sitting position against the wall before looking at Masaru himself. He was still processing everything in his head. He didn’t know how to respond. Was he to run? Stay? Have the balls enough to talk to her? He didn’t know. His thoughts have melted down to a simple soup, in which he couldn’t pick one good action out of. Like eating alphabet soup, but every time you dip your spoon in you don’t get any letters. His mind was drawing blanks in terms of what to make his body do. It took him a few minutes in order to compose himself a bit. He had never witnessed a full on murder. Where he was from everyone was happy and the only blood he saw was when the adults would spar and play fight. But this was completely different. Something Masaru might not ever forget. Maybe it was something he would have to get used to. Being a shinobi meant he would have to see a lot a death, and potentially be the one who is causing it. Maybe it was the bitter taste of reality, that maybe not everything was happy in the world. That maybe not everyone was trying to help each other and coexist. That maybe…a little bit of bad was good. He didn’t know. It was as if the single event challenged his morals. Was he to try to report her? Or turn a blind eye and simply walk away and never speak about it. He assumed she was in the right, the man clearly had something evil on his mind, and she simply retaliated. Either way it came down to what it always comes down to in life, fight or flight. Masaru was never much of a coward, wanting to take all of his problems and opponents on head first. He always wanted to prove he can hang with the best of them, and hold his own. Maybe now was his chance to do so, to prove he wasn’t as weak minded as she would have probably thought he was. To simply shrug off what he just saw, and consider it dare say ‘normal’. To earn perhaps, a good standing amongst another peer; that was his intention when he first met her. Maybe he would have to play to her personality a bit. This was no place for cowardice, shinobi don’t run when they see a problem, they simply ask ‘is that all?’. Masaru toughen up, stepping out from the corner with a stomp, his face covered in pure determination. He marched towards her, his feet splashing in the small puddles of blood. He stopped right in front of her, before speaking calmly, despite his body still shaking from adrenaline.~ “I saw what you did…” ~He gave her a long pause while staring her in the eye.~ “I applaud you for it. I would have done it to the bastard myself, but you beat me to it.” ~He out stretched his hand to her. ~ “Now you can take my hand, and let me help you up. Or you can reject it and make an enemy of me, which will not be fun for either of us, I promise you.” ~His whole demeanor was different, he was dead serious. His body was steady, he wasn’t shaking anymore. His eyes seemed dark, though they were their always hazel color. He put his offer as blunt as he could, as it seemed to be the language she spoke the best.~

Kaiiaki: - 'Drip, Drip, Drip.' The ominous sound of the water dripping from the gutter continued on. As if the murder of the man had never taken place. Just like time, the world went on. Time never froze for anyone else. It was only the person that got frozen in a moment of time. And Kaiiaki was sure she would have stayed in that moment the rest of the day, if Masaru hadn't have showed up. She watched him from a distance, as he looked like he was trying to decide what to do. His face showed internal confliction, and then, resolution. He then walked towards her, without a care. A different type of look was in his eye. It was much different than his usual "happy go lucky" type of look. He stared straight into her cold eyes, with a look of his own. It was like he was unafraid of her. Except for the small shaking she noticed, she woud have been convinced that he had no fear of her. She listened to him talk, choosing to stay silent while he spoke. ~He applaudes me for murdering the man that had just touched me?~ She thought to herself, trying to comprehend that on its own. The only time she had been congratulated for killing someone was when she had killed the intruder to the village a few days ago. ~Is he threatening me?~ She thought to herself after him making his comment about how it wouldn't be fun to be enemies. Carefully, she reached out her right hand to take his. When their hands touched, she felt a warm glow to that hand. She instinctively wanted to pull away from that, but she didn't for some reason. She kept her eyes on his, trusting, that somehow he could be an asset to her.-

YukoAburame:~He gently lifts her to her feet, surprised that she did take his
hand in the first place. He didn’t let the surprise show on his face though; he
let his face remain static, to a point in which it would even seem unnerving. ~
“I don’t know if you’ve done this before but it doesn’t matter. I’m sure you’ll
want to keep this between us, and it will stay that way. But first, we should
get you to a better place mentally.” ~His calm and blunt like approach was
seemingly working so far, but maybe it was because of the given circumstances,
rather her actually liking him or trusting him. Masaru continued to hold her
hand as he attempted to begin to lead her out of the alleyway, using the way he
came in, as he had basically mapped out the series of the connected alley-ways
he had ran through. He kept a steady walking pace, expecting her to walk
alongside him. The interaction was rather, awkward to say the least. But Masaru
knew what he was doing…kind of. Honestly he really didn’t know, he was just
going with what felt right and hoped it worked. He wanted to know his fellow
shinobi, and would almost take any approach to do so, even if it involved a bit
of personality changing. So deep down he was still himself, but he was putting
off this mean and gritty vibe. At the same time though, he wasn’t faking the
personality, he was actually being that way. He had just suppressed his natural
personality in order to adopt one more…realistic and well suited to Kai. It was
sort of like he formed a rift between personalities that he would be able
switch between with ease. Masaru stops before exiting the alleyway. Just
stopping and not saying anything, as if thinking to himself; as if he forgot to
do something. That’s when he sort of had a light bulb moment. He removed one
glove from his arm and pulled his long sleeve shirt sleeve up, in order to grip
the cuff on the sleeve. He then turned to her and gently began to attempt to wipe
the blood from her face. He wasn’t sure the gesture was welcome, but he was
going to try it anyway. He didn’t want to simply take her through people while
she was covered in blood, it would surely freak people out. He did his best to
remove the blood, removing some and leaving the rest to look like smeared on
dirt due to the darkness and how spread out it was. It would pass her off as
someone that was simply dirt and needed a wash. The blood in her hair would
simply pass as highlights from a distance, as it had already basically soaked
in.~ “There we go, that should pass you off until we get to where we are going.”
~Masaru said before returning his blood soaked under the cover of his glove. He
didn’t know what to do about her blood soaked clothes, he just hoped no one
would stare at her too hard.~ “Come on, we have to get you cleaned up.” ~Masaru
said, still taking her hand and leading her around as if she was a lost puppy.
Perhaps she was to be offended by the unintentional belittling, or perhaps she
would just see where he was taking her, but Masaru thought little of it. He
pulled her into the village traffic as people were still walking the streets. He
used them to hide in plain sight, hugging close to people and gently making
room for him and his new found lady friend. He did his best not to draw any
extra attention to each other. He was on his way to the village natural hot
springs. Though he had never been there before personally, he had made sure he
marked it as a place to visit in the near future. That future must be at this
current moment. He just hoped Kai was level headed enough to let him do such
things.~

Kaiiaki:-The gentle touch of Masaru's hand made Kaiiaki squirm a bit. But otherwise, she didn't object. It sort of felt...good. In an odd sort of way that Kaiiaki had never felt before. For that reason, she held onto his hand with hers, following him wherever he was planning to go. In her head, she contemplated what this sort of feeling could be. And why she felt so funny holding unto his hand like this. Could she be sick? Was he doing something to her? Confusion took over her mind as she tried to settle these things. Kurama kept silent on his end as well. It was as if he didn't know what the feeling could be either. Suddenly they, stopped their running throughout the alleyways. Masaru stood for a moment before he pulled the sleeve up on his shirt. He took the cuff of his sleeve and attempted to touch her face with it. However, as he touched her face she reached up with her other hand, gripping his wrist. It wasn't a tough grip, it was more of a grip that said, 'don't touch me.' However, the feeling that she was having with holding his hand only moments ago intensified with his touch to her face. Blood rushed to her face, as he touched her. A blush that had never arisen before under any circumstance. ~What...what is this...~ Kaiiaki slowly released her hand from Masaru's wrist, finger by finger, until her hand slid back down to her side. "Masaru...stop..." She was saying this with her words automatically. Her mind was barking at her to make him stop. But physically, she did nothing to stop him. Although she could have pierced him right through with her crystals if she had so wanted to. Kaiiaki's eyes closed, as she felt him continue on his task. She enjoyed it while it lasted, until his hand took hers again. The grey eyes popped back open again as they continued on their run. They ran through countless alleyways, and finally ended up back in the village. The street was crowded today. People were going on about their ways, talking about useless gossip and various things. Kaiiaki pushed the useless citizens out of her way with her one free hand. It didn't take much to bully these types of weaklings. Without warning, they made their way out of the busy part of town and had made it to the Hot Springs of the village. "What the hell are we doing here? You are not trying to get a peek of something are you?" Kaiiaki glared at the boy. Although she didn't even mean the words she was speaking. The gentle touch from him earlier was stirring a feeling up inside of her. One that was addicting and unknown.-

YukoAburame:~When they arrived at the hot springs, Masaru simply ignored her remarks and comments. Steam from the water filled his lungs and it made him feel alive. He dropped her hand from his and rushed to the water, taking off his flak jacket and shoes in the process. He then carefully sat at the edge and dipped his feet into the water before cupping some in his hand and splashing it on his face before drying it with his shirt. He looked back to Kai and motioned for her to come over. He assumed he already reach the limit in which he was allowed to touch her for the day, so he wanted to let her do what she wanted on her own free will. He had seen how hostile she could get, but he was surprised she didn’t get hostile towards him. He was sure she would have sheltered a bit of resentment towards him due to the events that unfolded when they first met.~ “You don’t have to be without clothes to enjoy the water, but you will need to get that blood out of hair and off your face and this is the perfect place to relax while doing it.” ~He said with another one of his cheesy smiles that cracked through his cool, calm, and collective personality that he was using. He was slowly slipping back into how he really acts and he felt it. He could feel his need to be serious fad away slowly as he was going back to his persona that was more like a sheltered boy. Though perhaps Kai’s influence would possibly leave a lasting mark on him, something that would make him merge his more serious personality with his more natural one. That they would meet in the middle for a ying and yang effect, where they would perfectly coexist; his personality needing both rather than one or the other. Masaru splashed his feet about in the water as he relaxed himself personally.~

Kaiiaki: -Kaiiaki was displeased when she felt his hand leave hers. The hand ached with an emptiness she had not yet understood. But she didn't have long to contemplate what this was. She was busy watching Masaru splash himself with the hot water of the Springs. It seemed no one else was enjoying the springs today, they must have all been busying themselves with shopping. The springs were divided into two halves, and then the lobby splitting into those who wished to rent a room there. Masaru was in the girl's half. She was sure he had been so excited that he hadn't even paid attention to that fact. "Masaru.. I do not think.." Kaiiaki spoke out, but he was too busy enjoying himself and splashing about in the water with his feet. Kaiiaki shook her head back and forth before deciding to join him. She removed her pastel flats, and carefully placed them beside Masaru's clothing. Then, she gently sat down beside of him on her knees. With a fluid movement. She dunked her pastel purple hair into the boiling water. The water was scorching hot, which made her automatically pull back a bit. But, she didn't want to seem like a fool in front of this boy. So, she lathered up her hair within the water with her fingers. The blood trickled out of her hair, emptying into the water before them. After she was sure she had gotten all the sticky liquid off of her, she sat back down beside of Masaru on her bottom. Her feet moved into the warm water like his. But unlike him, her feet remained still. Her eyes then moved on to watching him. What did he do that was making her feel in such a strange way?-

YukoAburame:~Masaru watched Kai as she washed the blood out of her hair. His eyes rather fixated on her. He examined her more out of curiosity than anything. He noticed her turn to face him and he just smiled, rather turn away and mind his own business. She sat down basically in the position he was in, and let her feet into the water, though she was as playful in it.~ “Do you feel better? I know I do.” ~He said before turning his head to face straight forward, his face going back to serious.~ “I know now is not the time to be asking questions but…I never really got your name. It would be nice to know it if you’d be kind enough to share it with me?” ~He said, letting his body slouch over and onto his knees. It was true; he never really got her name. If he did, it wasn’t directly from her. Maybe she didn’t trust him enough to provide a name, it didn’t really matter. Even if she was to ignore his request for a name, he was going to tell him his anyway.~ “My name is Masaru. Masaru Namikaze. The Namikaze means I’m fast. Kind of like my brain, which is going really fast right now. Which is why I’m rambling. Am I rambling? I think I am. I tend to do that when I’m nervous. It’s like my mouth won’t stop moving as long as my body feels awkward. Am I annoying you? I’m sorry for asking so many questions. I tend to ramble…I also just told you that. I’m going to shut up now…” ~He said while blushing and avoiding direct eye contact with her.~

Kaiiaki: -Kaiiaki ignored his first question. Why would she tell him how she was feeling? In truth, she didn't really know how to feel. She was confused, yet sitting here with him, listening to him ramble on was comforting. A comfort she hadn't known before. What was he doing to her? So many thoughts were buzzing around in her mind. But she chose to ignore them and instead speak. "I already know your name. You told me that before. It was back when I was beating the blood out of my Chunin teammate." The memory of beating Ari senseless flickered into her mind. But she chased it away with words. "Kaiiaki Kurisutaru. One of the sole living members of the Kurisutaru Clan. And the only known Naiad race that is living." With the simple mention of their clans, Kaiiaki remembered an ultimate goal of hers.The one that really only gave her life meaning. It was the duty of both Dahlia and Kaiiaki to restore the numbers of their clan. Although Dahlia was older and definitely getting a head start on that. Kaiiaki wasn't even sure what she would do if such a thing ever happened to her. But she had to, because it was her duty to restore their clan to their former glory. During the time that she was thinking about this, Masaru had continued to ramble on about whatever, and finally he said he would shut up. Kaiiaki sighed softly, as she looked back over at his blushing face. There was something... that stirred when she saw this. "I want...to try something..." Kaiiaki could barely get her words out. She closed her eyes as she was almost scared that something would happen if she did this. But slowly, she reached her right palm out, moving it slowly towards his face. Her hand closed the gap finally, and rested upon his burning left cheek. When she did this, a certain feeling of excitement stirred within her. A warmth spread within her stomach. It was almost identical to the feeling that she had before when holding his hand. -

YukoAburame:~Masaru shook his head in approval as he had finally learned her name, something he considered a personal goal of his. ~ “Well Kaiiaki, it is a pleasure to finally know your name. And I remember that encounter rather vividly.” ~He said with a slight smile on his face. ~ “What do you mean?” ~He says in reply to the fact that she wanted to try something. He turned to look at her with a questioned face before it was meet with a hand. Though it wasn’t a slap, or a punch, just a simple touch that seemed more like a caress. Her eyes were closed but his were wide open as he could feel more blood rush to his face. His heart beat quicken, and he began to sweat a bit. He felt his adrenaline pump and course through his veins. Was he in battle? It was the same reaction. The same reaction to when an opponent is standing before him, ready to attack at a moment’s notice and one’s life is at stake. But this wasn’t a battle, it wasn’t life or death…it was love. Something he had never studied, never taught to master, never told to perfect. It was something he had never known up until this point, the word love having a completely different meaning in his dictionary. A concept his mind had yet to even grasp. He didn’t even know to call it love, was it a panic attack? Some sort Genjutsu? No explanation to why a single touch sent his body into shambles. It was a touch that seemed to exploit every weakness of his. He found it hard to move, or even breathe for that matter. He had to reset his mind just in order to control his breathing and breathe properly. He had barely known her up until this point, and still barely knows her…yet, she seemed to hold a key that unlocked his body’s natural response to just be on guard, as if he was in danger. His stomach was in flight; butterflies found their home there. He could feel his heart beat in his throat; the thuds invading his ears. The feeling was unorthodox. He didn’t know to make it stop, or go through with it. To act upon his emotions, but he knew no action that would suit them. ~ “I uhh…” ~He rattled his brain for any sort of logical reaction but was coming up with blanks. When the words left him, he resorted to the first reaction his brain could draw up for his body to follow. He slowly raised his shaking left hand and placed it on her face as well. As soon as it met her skin, he smiled. He felt as if his hand would melt against her skin. He was so nervous he could barely manage to keep his arm up long enough. He didn’t fully know what he was experiencing, but he was letting the ride take him where ever it would end up.~

Kaiiaki: -It was only a simple touch. Her fingers caressing the side of his face with a gentleness she had never shown nor felt from anyone before. But for some reason when she made contact with his body, the beast within was quiet. Was this...love? Love tamed the beast? Kaiiaki began to panic for a moment. She had never heard Kurama be this quiet before. But the gentle touch of Masaru's hand against her face neutralized her. The panic within her melted away at the warm touch of skin to skin contact. Kaiiaki thought she just might push the boundaries a bit. Just pull a Dahlia, just once? She shrugged inwardly, before she slowly inched her face towards his. She continued to close her eyes, she didn't want to ruin the moment with the cold look her eyes gave off. Closer and closer her face inched towards his. Her icy breath blew softly upon his lips, as she took a deep breath to brace herself. She inched her forehead against his, gently touching it. Her nose slide upon his. Then, her lips hovered slightly above his lips, softly touching them, but not quite meeting with them just yet. She wanted him to pull the final trigger in which their future would either sink or swim.-

YukoAburame:~Masaru saw her inch forward and his eyes instantly widened as he began to pull back a bit but his body seemed to stop him. She stopped moving forward, though their lips were already lightly grazing each other. It was apparent she was testing him to an extent, to see if he was going to push forward with it.~ ‘Challenge accepted’ ~He said to himself as he only had to push forward a bit in order for their lips to fully touch. His lips were tense against hers; he had never had a kiss before. Sure, probably playfully by other girls on the playground when he was younger but never like this; never with emotion behind it. He felt like an idiot for not know what to do, but a thousand different thoughts were running through his head. He was too nervous, and his body’s natural reaction is to tense up, he couldn’t help it. It wasn’t long after the kiss began, that he pulled away. He didn’t want to embarrass himself any further. He quickly stood up from the water, scrambling to his feet, still flabbergasted from how much the day had progressed. ~ “Umm, I’m sorry Kaiiaki…but uh I have to get home and help my mom make dinner or….train! Yeah that’s right, I have to train. I hope you have a good day.” ~He said with a bow after scurrying away, picking up his sandals and flak jacket in the process. He made haste to behind a building just to break his view from Kai. He placed his back against the wall and allowed himself to slide all the way to his butt. His face was still in shock and rather disbelief. ~ “Oh my god….” ~He said, his head in his hands. He then looked up and put on the probably the biggest and cheesiest smile that has ever been slapped across his face.~ “I just kissed her…that was awesome!” ~He said before hopping back to his feet and then beginning to run his way home as if he had a golden ticket.~

Kaiiaki: -For a moment, Kaiiaki sat there, waiting for him to meet his lips with hers. At first she didn't think he was going to go through with it. But then, he surprised her by meeting his lips with hers. He kept his lips still and firm, as if he wasn't sure what to do with them. Kaiiaki sighed against him, as she shifted her mouth to the side. Her lips pushed against his, pressing against them lightly. And not doing anything too drastic. Unlike Dahlia told her to do if something like this would ever happen. Her heart rate increased, as an odd feeling deep within her wanted to take over. But before she could act on it, Masaru pulled away from her. He made some excuse that he had something else that he needed to do. The words were false on his lips. She could tell from the moment he said them. And it seemed like he didn't even know what he was lying about he was so nervous. ~Did I do something wrong...?~ She asked herself inwardly, watching him run off like that. The sudden break away from her brought troubling feelings into he pit of her stomach. Her eyebrows raised in confusion as she watched him running off. But other than sit there like a stupid person, she yanked on her pastel pink flats and ran after him. She wasn't as fast as him, so she wouldn't be able to keep up with him. She continued to follow after him as he took a turn and stopped at a nearby building. A half of a smile crept upon her lips as she heard what the he thought kissing her was awesome. ~I never thought...that I would be able to feel such a light feeling...and it's just from some boy I have met before. But...he has talent...so...~ Kaiiaki cleared her throat as she came in from the side, hands placed on her hips. "Why did you run off like that? Actually, whatever. It does not matter. What matters is..." She removed her hands from her hips so she could walk towards him. She took a few steps before she leaned down, her face level to level with his. Her grey eyes meeting with his hazel ones. "Would you be my mate?" She didn't bother to elaborate what it meant for someone in her clan to take a mate. It was just important for Kaiiaki to further herself by choosing a mate now. That way when he was able, he would be able to provide her the means to repopulating her clan someday.-

YukoAburame: ~He was caught off guard as she followed him, meaning she must have had something important to tell him. Which it was in a sense, she had asked him to be her mate, something Masaru really had no idea of what it meant. He knew it in the concept of animals, though introduced it this sense, he assumed it meant the same thing, but wasn’t sure.~ “Uhh, sure? Because I totally know what a mate is and the significant in being one.” ~He said, sort of just agreeing to it so he didn’t have to a nervous wreck around her anymore. He just wanted to get home, and calm himself as well as his mind. He’d probably think about it more, but for the moment he saw no reason why not. Though the offer was rather confusing, he wanted to go through with it. ~ “Now I hope I can actually go home. It’s been cool.” ~He said before turning once again and quickly rushing off bare foot in order to go home.~