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The Park; Early Friday Evening.

Although they really didn't set a specific time, Sakurazaki had arrived at the park well before Jude, so she considered herself pretty early. But it wasn't as if she had anything else to do. It wasn't as if she could actually focus on anything enough to do it. Groaning slightly, Elder Konoe's chuckling over the phone reverberated in her head. If he thought her going on a date was funny, how would he react to her having a boyfriend? Her face burned just thinking about it, but not so much with anger as just some sort of very severe bashfulness.

She was being honest when she said she didn't think she'd be a very good girlfriend type. She didn't know how a girlfriend was supposed to behave. And, if she thought about it, she realized that none of her classmates back at Mahora even had boyfriends, and all those girls were so much more...girlfriend-like people. Except Misa-san. Cheerleader Misa-san. The type of girl who had boyfriends. The type of girl that Sakurazaki was not.

What the hell? She was just thinking about this way too much. It was no big deal, right? She liked Jude; Jude liked her. It was a natural progression of things. She still couldn't just stop thinking about it, though. Or the fact that it made her incredibly happy. And he'd used the Eastern form of her name when he asked! Too. Freakin'. Cute. That made her want to giggle girlishly for reasons that she almost wanted to shoot herself in the foot for.

With a sigh that wasn't sure if it was pleased or confused, she falls gently into the grass, staring up at the sky and trying to focus on whisps of clouds until he arrived.

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((ooc: I'm just taking my time deciding how to totally screw this up.. hehehe))

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[[John, I love you. Ranma - outside. Now. *cracks knuckles*]]

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Jude arrived in his usual fashion, boarding slowly from the direction of town with a large cherry slurpee in each hand. Hey, she'd liked them last time.

"Hey, bra," he greeted her with a smile.

Sakurazaki sits up when she hears the sound of wheels approaching, tucking her legs underneath her. "Hey, Jude," she smiles lightly, and then the smile gets a little bigger. "Oh! You brought those...um, things again!"

Jude chuckled. "Yeah, I did. Cherry again, hope ya don't mind." He held one out to her before flopping down beside her, dropping a kiss on her cheek.

The counter in her head was pretty much useless at this point.

"Nope, I don't mind. Thank you. Unless they have the white tea I suggested last time, but somehow, I doubt it."

"I checked, but they didn't," he grinned, relaxing back. "How'd the art show go? Sorry I abandoned you, had to talk to Maia for a bit."

She shrugs a bit. "Not much else really happened after you took off, so it went well. Just kind of drifted around and checked out some of the other projects. Surprisingly, it didn't end up making me want to burn my monstrosities of an art project to ashes." Sakurazaki grins a little.

"Hey, hey, I liked your paintings," Jude said with a chuckle. "Better'n what I could do. The idea was cool, too."

"So you did notice them?" Sakurazaki looks away slightly, pink-cheeked. "I was kind of wondering if you did."

"I did!" Jude protested, then frowned. "I didn't say anything?"

Sakurazaki shakes her head, but she's trying to smile about it instead of frown. Didn't want any of that frowning stuff right now. The attempt is pretty weak. "Nope..."

"Aw, geez," Jude scratched the back of his head, sheepish. "Man, Setsuna, I'm so sorry. I really did like them, I shoulda said somethin' . . ." He shook his head. "I suck."

Her shoulders slump forward slightly; Sakurazaki hadn't intended to make him feel bad about it. "It's no problem," she says, trying to give him an encouraging look. "I mean, hey...we had more important things to talk about at the time than stupid art fair projects, right?" The grin goes naturally with the blush there.

"Yeah, I guess so." The thought cheered him up and he gave her another kiss, grinning. "Are ya ever gonna stop blushin' about it?" he teased lightly.

"B..Blushing about it?" Blush, blush, blush . She looks down at her hands in her lap. "W..Who's blushing about it?"

Jude chuckled. "It isn't me." He smiled at her, tilting his head a little bit. "I think it's cute."

The blush deepens, and so do her slumping shoulders, but Sakurazaki peeks up from the bashful composure to look at him, small smile on her face. She might be able to handle being called cute, if it was coming from Jude. "It's not as if I can help it or anything," she says, quietly, almost playfully arguementative.

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"Well ya should get used to it, y'know," Jude informed her, still smiling. "'Cause now I'm allowed to call you 'cute' all the time and say stuff like, 'Setsuna? Oh yeah, she's my girlfriend'." This said in the proud tone normally reserved for offspring winning major award/the Nobel Prize.

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There was no way that blush was going to go down now. "Oh, is that how it works, huh? Well, I think it might be easier for you to just get used to the blushing if that's the case."

"If it really bugs ya I can stop . . ." Jude said reluctantly. "But then again, shouldn't a girl always match her accessories?" He gestured at the cherry slurpee in her hand with a teasing grin.

Her face wasn't quite to cherry slurpee status yet, but it had just reached it.

"This isn't an accessory, it's a drink," she argues mostly because it's all she can really do when she's this flustered, but there's a smirk on her face as she takes a quick sip. "Even I'm enough of a girl to make that distinction."

Jude chuckled. "Alright, alright, I give up," he laughed. "I'll get used to the blushing. Like I said," sneaking in another little kiss, "I think it's cute."

There's a slight drift away from Jude after that last little peck, Sakurazaki's shoulder between them lifting as she turns partially away. It was actually a pretty demure action for all the alarms going off in her head. That was about the third one of those since he sat down and he hadn't even been there that long, and the whole time she'd been like this, and this was too much, and ohmigod, she wasn't ready for this. If this was what it was going to be like, she was going to die from an anxiety attack before the night was over. She frowns around the straw of her slurpee, hoping that the distinctive gurggling slurpee sound would calm her the hell down.

"Um, Jude?" she finally manages to squeak out through her internal chaos, looking back over to him, the panic surfacing on her face as a bit of a worried expression.

Uh-oh.

"Yeah?"

Uh-oh, uh-oh, stop being so enthusiastic, calm down, she's wigging out . . .

Deep breath. "You know how, when...when you asked me to...when you asked at the art fair and I said I didn't think I'd make a very good girlfriend type? I..I was being pretty honest then, because I really have no idea what I'm doing." Her expression has shifted from one of worry and slight panic to one of rather serious, analytical consideration. She's even imploring him with a look of dire determination to learn, even if the blush is still there. " I mean, what, technically, are my duties in this situation? What are my obligations? What is to be expected of me as a...girl..friend..type?"

You could take the girl out of the Shinmei Ryuu...

Jude blinked. He really hadn't been ready for that. After all, girls automatically knew this stuff, didn't they? Like, remembering anniversaries and judging degrees of gifts and when to call and not call. Right?

"Uh . . ." Jude cast around for some kind of answer. "You don't have to do anything, really," he said finally. "Just . . . be yourself. Only with goin' on dates, and snuggling, and kissing, I guess." He frowned. "But . . . you don't have to? I mean, Jonesy and Nikki don't do the snuggling thing . . ."

He shook his head, straightening himself out. "Just let me make you happy, I guess. Whatever does that."

Sakurazaki's mouth twists slightly in through. Typically, she prefered her missions to be much less vague, but it didn't sound too bad. The mention of kissing and snuggling was pretty dreadfully scary, igniting her blush back up again, but why was she so worried about all that? Any time she had let herself get close to Jude, it had been good, right? It actually always ended up making her feel better. What the hell was she so afraid about?

She draws in a deep breath, nodding firmly, with a slightly eager smile. "I...I think that's managable," she accesses.

"Good," he smiled. "Good. And hey, any time you don't want me to do somethin', just - tell me, alright?" He grinned. "I'm pretty laidback, if ya hadn't noticed.

Another deep breath helps her maintain a smile of relief and acceptance. Sakurazaki nods her head again. "Okay. Will do."

"I'm tryin' not to push, 'cause I know you aren't good with stuff like this, but . . ." Jude trailed off, realising that he was staring at her, and dropped his eyes. "I like you, Setsuna. I really like you, and this is what I know."

Head tilted slightly with a rather fond smile on her face, it was Sakurazaki was was staring at him now. It amazed her how quickly all that anxiety just seemed to wash away, being replaced with just really good tingles, from just hearing that. "I really like you, too, Jude..."

"I'd really hoped ya did," he chuckled, smiling up at her. "Ya think ya can handle all this?"

Sakurazaki smiles back, drawing in another deep breath. "I..I think so," she says, a little timidly, but hopefully. "And, I mean, it never really hurts to try, right?"

Jude shook his head. "Naw. It really doesn't." He relaxed back, sighing a happy little sigh. "Setsuna, this has been a very good day."

She beams, also sighing happily. "It has, hasn't it? I'd say this is a pretty perfect ending to my already amazing week..."

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