fandomtownies | Pixie Dust, 11/26

It was Wednesday, which meant there was a blonde girl coming into the shop to pester the manager.

"Nande?!?" Yurika whined, rubbing her hands together. "It's coooooooold. What is wrong with this country?"

"This coast is broken," Romeo whined, hitting the pause button on his game. "Antarctica was almost easier to take."

"And good day, love."

"Hai. It would be about ten degrees warmer in Tokyo right now," Yurika grumped, pulling off her mittens. "Ohaiyo! I'm not interrupting important business, am I?"

"Twenty warmer in Verona, but storming," Romeo noted. "And only the important business of my defeating this level."

He turned the Game Boy so she could see the screen. "I have no idea why I was doing this today. I haven't played in years."

"Did you look up the Verona forecast out of longing, or is that just a guess?" she teased, tilting her head to look at the Game Boy. "Oooooh...the game with the plumbers!"

[ooc: Was getting notices before, and now I'm not. Woe.]

"Ben emailed me," Romeo admitted. "There were firestorms last week, rain this week. It's near biblical. No one's hurt yet, though, at least."

"And yes. I used to be much better at this."

[OOC: I've been getting NONE all day. And yes, I'm shamelessly deciding Verona has the same weather as the real L.A., hush.]

"Ano, firestorms?" Yurika blinked at him in confusion. "Like, sulfur raining from the sky?" As far as she was concerned, Verona was strange enough that it could happen. "They have that here?"

He shook his head a little. "It's hot and dry there," he explained. "The trees in the hills around the city burn many years. Sulfur would be more interesting, but much worse."

"Oh, forest fires!" she said, nodding. "We don't get many of those, just earthquakes, and a very long rainy season."

"What else does Ben have to say for himself?" Yurika asked, pulling up one of the stools to sit at the counter. "Or was it all about the secrets of the Game Boy that girls aren't allowed to know? Which, I always hated that. Game Boy. Like girls don't enjoy little mushroom people and hitting things."

"We haven't had an earthquake in Verona since I was small," Romeo told her. "And my cousin didn't say much interesting. The properties are fine, Rosaline is well, my father will miss us on Thanksgiving."

He gave her a teasing grin and passed the Game Boy over. "Do you want a turn trying to rescue the princess?"

Edited 2008-11-26 17:41 (UTC)

"So it's official, you're staying here for the holiday?" Yurika asked, accepting the toy from him. "You're going to have to show me how this works, I've only used one a few times."

"I never seriously thought to go home," Romeo admitted, touching her hair as he reached an arm around her to show her the controls. "So yes, I will be here with you. The game is paused -- let me start a new one for you."

He ~~handwavy handwavy, I haven't played in forever~~ walked her through the first level. "And now you can try."

Edited 2008-11-26 18:27 (UTC)

"We can have our own Thanksgiving," Yurika decided, turning her head to smile at him. "Although you might want to talk to Mr. Skywalker - he's saying all sorts of nasty things about your holiday. I might not be an expert on American traditions, but I'm pretty sure it's not just about watching sports on the television."

She bent her head over the game, giggling as she pushed the buttons. "Ha! Beware the wrath of the Yurika, little people!"

"We might go to the cheerleader event," Romeo suggested. "And no, not entirely about sports. But that's a part of it. What else did Skywalker have to say?"

He grinned as he watched her. "Make sure you jump for the coins."

"Is Rikku making the turkey? If they let her cook it with explosives, I will pay to see that," Yurika said, punching the keys to make her character hop. "Woo, loot!"

"I have no idea -- I only saw the posters," Romeo admitted. "I hope they do. It would be dinner and a show."

"If they wear the uniforms, it's dinner and a show anyway," Dōjima laughed. "Isn't that the entire idea behind cheerleaders?"

Edited 2008-11-26 20:30 (UTC)

"I think so," Romeo had to agree. "Show some leg, keep the men inspired."

"Not that we have sports for them to cheer for."

"There used to be a football team, wasn't there?" she asked, bouncing slightly as she cleared the level. "Take that! Erm, I mean, you could always start a sport, aijin, if you want to give the cheerleaders something to do."

"Do I look like I play sports?" Romeo asked. "I would try for a swim team, but I fear Ender and I are the only ones who do that."

"You don't have to play, just find other people who want to and convince them to sign up!" Although the mental image of Romeo on the swim team was too good to pass up, and Yurika had to pause the game a moment to enjoy it.

Niiiiice.

"Or start a poker league or something, and invite them to cheer there. It'd be a great distraction technique."

"I might do that after the holidays," Romeo said. "Maybe the fraternity could do a tournament."

"Oh yeah, your frat," she said, pausing the game to grin at him. "What do you boys do at those meetings, anyway? Wear togas and chant manly things?"

"And occasionally grunt and hit each other in the arm," Romeo agreed. "It's secret, but I can tell you we're to make a calendar. I think I signed up for August."

Putting the ideas of 'Romeo' 'calendar' and 'August' together in Yurika's head took her to a very happy (and mildly dirty) place indeed.

"Oh really?" The game was abandoned on the counter so she could pout at him slightly. "That's all you can tell me? Really?"

"What will you give me to tell you more?" He melted a little at her pout, as was probably the plan.

Yurika hadn't actually thought that far ahead yet, she was still hung up on the idea of 'calendar', so she chewed on her lip as she thought.

"Well," she tried slowly, looking around the store, "you need someone to model some of the new holiday sleepwear for you, don't you?"

"It might be good advertising for the store," Romeo agreed. "We could sell a lot, gifts and such."

He paused. 'Did you know a model you could set me up with?"

"I might be on rather intimate terms with one that could possibly be interested," she admitted, smirking slightly. "She's even already familiar with the management here."

"But I don't know how to get in touch with Miss Bell," Romeo teased, leaning closer and trying for a kiss.

"The model might be willing to negotiate with the new manager," Yurika replied, reaching out to snag his shirt and tug him closer as she angled her face up for the kiss. "She's always eager to be of service."

"She sounds very special. What sort of payment would she expect?" Romeo wanted to know, lips hovering centimeters from hers. "The new manager can't afford much in terms of money."

"Alternative services are acceptable payment," she answered. "I'm sure we can find mutually agreeable terms."

Like kissing. Yurika leaned in just the small fraction to close the space between them, intent on opening negotiations.

Romeo had completely lost track of what they were talking about. "I'm sure we can," he said, then let his lips meld with hers, bringing one hand around to the small of her back.

Yurika made a small, happy sound as she wrapped her arms around him, returning the kiss enthusiastically.

She'd bribe him about the frat-stuff later. Now she had a Romeo kissing her, and that was much more important.

Romeos liked kissing Yurikas, that was a simple truth. This Romeo made a soft, pleased noise against her lips, then returned to the kiss, deepening it.

Funny thing; Yurikas liked kissing Romeos just as much as the Romeos enjoyed kissing Yurikas.

This Yurika, however, needed to breathe, and she eventually (regretfully) pulled her lips away from his. Which was probably for the best, considering how the kiss was starting to push the bounds of the PG-13 designation and the store was still open.

"I'd suggest we continue our discussion elsewhere, but you have work to do, and I'll have to go to class soon," she murmured, looking sulky. "Stupid cooking class."

"We're cooking here," Romeo whined, clasping her hand and bringing it to his mouth. "You'll be back later?"

"Well, we're definitely stirring something up!" she teased, blushing as he pulled her hand to his mouth. "I don't have to leave right now, but soonish."

"And if you want me to come back later..." Yurika smiled at him, batting her eyes. "I bet that could be arranged."

"Or I could close the shop a little early and meet you back at the dorms," Romeo offered, and slowly let her fingers go.

"Which would you prefer?" she purred, smirking. "Am I coming back here, or are you coming to the dorms? You still need to tell me about your club, you know. That kiss wasn't free."

"I'll come to the dorms," he decided. "It will be easier for me to render full payment there."

Full payment sounded quite promising, and Yurika giggled.

"Hai," she agreed. "I'll text you as soon as I'm done with class. Sound good?"

"Sounds perfect," he told her, and stole one last kiss to seal it.

"It's a plan." Yurika let the kiss linger for a moment before pulling back and reaching for her purse. "And now I should go, before we get distracted again," she said regretfully. "Have fun with your video game, koibito."

"I will, and I'll see you soon," he promised.

Pixie Dust, 11/26

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