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Dual Thread: Candlelit Christmas; Hot n' Steamy Part 2
Topic Started: Aug 10 2016, 02:56 AM (1,182 Views)
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His comment about how snow ‘didn’t like’ him made Eve laugh, shaking her head fondly and thinking back to when he had attempted to ski earlier. His body temperature certainly didn’t mesh well in cold climates, which made such things as skiing and playing in the snow somewhat tricky. She continued to scan and poke around with the circuit board while she listened, smiling as she removed the blown fuses one at a time after shutting the board down altogether, just to make sure she didn’t get any nasty shocks while she worked. “I’m sure I can figure out a way to bypass that sort of thing, with some form of insulation or the like.” She told him playfully, hinting at… well, essentially wrapping him up in insulation sheets, to keep his heat away from the snow around him while he learned. She kept working, discarding the blown fuses and checking some of the compartments near the bottom of the circuit board, wondering if there were any spare ones kept here. Much to her pleasant surprise, she found a good amount of new fuses in these little compartments, which she proceeded to put in place of the small gaps now left in the board. She didn’t have the chance to test the connection she had made, however, as she re-focused her attention on Tork when the discussion turned to flowers. He blushed and grew bashful as he claimed that he wasn’t sure what her favourite flowers were, so he just picked what looked nice together. Her head was filled with a rather amusing scene of the out-of-depth thug floundering around in a florist’s shop, pointing out the prettiest flowers and asking for them all to be in a bouquet together.

“Freesias.” She suddenly blurted out without thinking, having answered his question of what her favourite flowers were. She blushed quite noticeably with embarrassment as she considered what she had just done, and cleared her throat gently while averting her gaze briefly to hide how obviously flustered she was. “U-Uh, my favourite flowers are… freesias. They look good in white and lavender... and go nicely with delphiniums, or lilies.” Said flowers had nice, complimenting scents as well when brought together, which was something seemingly random for her to know. But, when one considered her mother’s borderline obsession with keeping bouquets and fresh flowers in every room of their family mansion, it didn’t seem so farfetched. That, and she adored seeing the freesias bloom in their vast gardens back home; they always smelt so beautiful, fresh, and… comforting to her. Understandable, therefore, why this combination of flowers were her favourites. She also adored blue flowers, and blue was indeed her favourite colour. She was always reminded of her dad’s love for her eyes and their vibrant blue shade, and it made her happy to think about. Blues and other cool colours matched her skin tone quite nicely as well, according to her mother, so it worked out rather well.

Tork seemed to muse about what she had said previously, about how everything probably wouldn’t have happened if he had stayed in Italy. It was true, but there was so much more that they gained by him coming out to Japan. He hadn’t only met Eve, he had also met and bonded with all of their other friends; something which would have never happened otherwise. The silence between them allowed for reflection on those thoughts, undoubtedly, until he spoke up and agreed that she was right. This made her smile up at him, glad that he felt it was a good thing he had come here after all. She certainly believed that it was, and she counted herself to be extremely lucky to have met him. He spoke of how it didn’t make it okay for maniacs to come after his friends, and claimed that he would have to become stronger in order to stop all of them, which made her nod and tighten her grip on him a little bit while she held him. “We both will, dummy.” She added to the firm claim, making it known that she wasn’t going anywhere either. As they shifted to the next serious topic of their conversation, and he pointed out to her that she was just as important to him as well. This made her eyes widen briefly in surprise, as a very warm flood of emotions started to overtake her body. She knew that he cared about her, of course she did, but hearing it claimed in such an open way like that… it made her feel loved, it made her feel special, and it took all of her self-control to stop herself from crying with joy. His words about how she couldn’t protect anybody while she was dead hit home, and she bit her lip briefly before nodding, the movement slow and contemplative while she considered that. “I…” She muttered, taking a deep breath and exhaling just as deeply, allowing that to sink in properly. For one of the first times, somebody was showing her that he wanted to be with her; that the thought of her being gone, was one he couldn’t bear to think about. “Nobody has ever really… cared this much…” She admitted softly, her tone laced with disbelief, but certainly underlined with a good helping of sheer awe and happiness. “Not because they’ve chosen to, at least… I promise to be more careful, because I can’t bear to see you hurt. And if seeing me hurt, also hurts you…” She held him tighter, burying her head against his chest briefly and smiling in spite of herself. “Nobody will get rid of me that easily. Who else will be here to put you in your place all of the time?” She teased playfully, a soft giggle escaping her lips.

Then, came the surprise kissing motion from Tork. She wasn’t about to complain about the kiss, that was for sure; it was undeniably very pleasurable for her, as it had been when they had kissed previously. There was that same pleasant warmth in it where their lips met, and where their bodies were touching. Of course, when she heard that camera snapshot sound, she had rounded on him with a great deal of force, pulling a manoeuvre on him which put his back against the wall, with her pressing up against him without having broken the kiss. When she did choose to break it, she was highly amused to see his reaction up close and personal. His mouth was slightly agape in shock, and it didn’t a lot of imagination to feel just how… riled up he was due to how his body temperature was skyrocketing at present while she held him there. After having warned him that, if the picture of them wasn’t cute, she would have had to show him a more forcible way of laying him down, he immediately responded by pleading for her to do just that. She raised an eyebrow and her smirk grew wider, standing up on her tiptoes just a little bit to bring her face within millimetres of his, lips so close that he would feel her breath against his own lips when she responded.

“Oh, as if I needed your permission to do it.”

Her voice was somewhat husky, barely above a whisper due to their proximity with one another. And, it was most notably filled with mirth, playfulness and general teasing as she capitalised on the fact that Tork was obviously… very flustered with their situation at present. So much so, that when she asked what he was hiding from her, he appeared confused about what she was referencing. So he was hiding something else from her, hm…? The idea made a flush of crimson spread on her face at the realisation, and she found herself, well… quite liking that prospect. Nevertheless, she shifted back from him to give him a little bit of breathing room, accepting the present he gave her and smiling as she slipped her phone back inside her bra, only this time in a way for him to see… down her jumper. Suitably satisfied that she had flustered poor Tork to his limits, she turned her attention to the gift in her hands. She carefully unwrapped the paper and her hands immediately fell upon… something soft and squishy. She gasped gently as she embraced the gift to her chest, looking down at the adorable heart pillow which started glowing pink while giving out heat. “Oh, Tork…” She started speaking softly, tenderly as she looked up at him with slightly watering eyes. It was such a thoughtful gift, because it symbolised a lot to her. Well, in a literal sense, he was giving her a heart-shaped pillow, which could mean something along the lines of him giving her his heart. That, and it was warm, to help with her issues with temperature. It was also reminiscent to how she made him react while she was around; the glow that emanated from his heart, which he claimed was special to her. She certainly adored the gift, as if the tears of joy currently threatening to spill down her cheeks wasn’t enough proof, she carefully put it down on top of the gift paper to launch herself at him for a warm embrace. Nothing could beat his warmth, not really.

“Thank you so much.” She whispered close to his ear as she embraced him, having undoubtedly pushed him up against the wall again. “It’s perfect…” Whether that related to the present, or to the moment they were currently wrapped up in, was another matter altogether.
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Dylan sneezed, repeatedly.

"I think I've got a cold~ Thanks for the present Yuki Onna~" But the young man scarcely seemed bothered at all by that point, and was certainly unaware of any other superstitions that might inform such an act. Then again, there was really little else for him to do in a situation like this to begin with, nevermind when he was utterly off his rocker. So he had watched people come and go, without much comment on his part, pardon a toodaloo or two. He almost seemed as though he were a small child, all too happy to let the grown ups do all the work while he remained blissfully on the sidelines. Probably for the best of course, as would anyone want him working on a circuit breaker, or handling an open flame?
"So Yuki Onna looks like an even prettier Eve~ That's not so bad~" The idiot also seemed to miss Beru's actual point, if not demonstrate the dangers of the snow spirit quite well. If he had the right lure, he probably would go walking.

"So maybe I'll meet the pretty lady in my dreams, won't that be nice?" Well nevermind, he definitely missed the point, and it was only made worse after a moment's pause and apparent second guessing.
"Then again... maybe I'm already in a dream, with all the pretty ladies around here!" With his dopey grin plastered upon his face, Dylan nodded at Beru and Mia, Eve too if she was present, before giggling again.
"But nah, I can't sleep yet. Gotta out away my presents. Because they're mine, and you guys can't have them. Not even if you ask nicely~" He told the group, apparently managing something of a productive thought in amongst all the giddiness.

So it was that Dylan, drunk though he may have been, set about gathering the bits and pieces that were his presents, using the bags in which some had been given to his advantage. Bellowing a loud 'HO HO HO' - because with sacks like these, surely he was Saint Nick himself - he then advanced up the stairs, almost but never quite falling. One time his foot did slip entirely, but even a drunken Dylan seemed to know to throw one ls his little bouncey balls down to regain his footing. His room was right by the stairs, so he at least had some of the candle and firelight reaching him as he stepped inside, and a dim glow from within suggested that he set about one of his spheres to the task of providing light.
Which yes, it did, tossed about the room and bouncing from surface to surface. It made for an uneven, ever moving light source, but Dylan didn't really care, humming a merry tune as he sorted everything out and out it to one side.

Then, the boy fell silent.

In his hands was a small slip of paper. A receipt, proof of purchase for the booking of a table for two at a restaurant. One of Mia's gifts, from her to him. It had frozen him faster than any chill of Yuki Onna might, and when he began to move again, it was in the form of an unstable shaking. He haunched over as he turned towards the door, and screamed out.
"MIA!" He called for the italian girl, sounding as though it were he who'd had a knife through the gut.
"MIA!" Dylan screamed again as he half hung out through the doorframe, and turned his head towards the others. If they were there, his eyes would first rest on Tork and Eve, his dimly lit face shifting through seemingly every emotion, before fixing itself into a heavy frown.

"...Sorry for wasting your money." He sniffled and sobbed, making it sound as though it were the drink more than the piece of paper in his hand. Then, quietly, he retreated into his room, and found his bed. At least if Yuki Onna came for him in his dreams, then that would be someone who wanted him.
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She had been lighting the candles with Beru while Takeru stoked the fire, regarding Dylan with a small grin as he once again fell in the facade of the lothario, flashing that smile and calling all the girls in the group pretty. "If you're going to keep this up, I'm going to make sure you're almost always drunk," she warned Dylan, setting the last candle aflame and setting it sideways.

Beru's knowledge about the Yuki Onna was impressive to say the least, inclining her head curiously at the blonde when she spoke. "Do you have an academic interest in Folklore then, Beru-chan?" she wondered. "Ah, I wish I knew...I could have acquired you books regarding legends and ghost stories instead." Tapping her chin lightly with a fingernail, she perked up. "Maybe that could be our next group vacation," she suggested. "Maybe on a beach over the summer, we could go ghost hunting at night."

She was refilling her glass of cocktail as she pondered, her hand resting on Takeru's shoulder in passing as he hunched over the growing fire. She watched the Welsh boy as he cheerfully made his way up the stairs, a hand coming up when it looked like he was about to fall. When he regained some of his footing, she looked relieved, turning back to Takeru and Beru as she took a sip of her drink.

Though whatever she would have told them next was cut off when someone screamed her name.

It sounded so anguished that she nearly dropped her glass. While she didn't run, she set aside her cocktail glass carefully and took several quick, graceful steps up the stairs. Seeing Dylan hunched over the doorframe to his room, her hands moved to try and bolster him up, worry creasing over her fine-boned features....and guilt. Did he get sick because of the drink?

But her stare caught the receipt clutched in his hand as well as the tears. Whether the mood swing was caused by the alcohol or that horrible realization, the look of her softened. "Don't be sorry," she chided, withdrawing a handkerchief and gently wiping his face. "That thing's good in perpetuity, it can be redeemed whenever you wish."

She let him go once she felt him turn, to retreat inside his room. As the door shut, Mia lifted her knuckles to knock; she didn't expect a response, and indeed, she didn't receive any.

The silver-haired girl sighed. Her eyes fell over the glinting vine-and-roses diamond ring in her pinky finger.

The world lifts me up but stomps down on someone else in turn, she thought, her fingertips running over the white gold band. Ah, Life. I suppose it would be too easy if everyone got what they wanted...

"Dylan," she said through the door. "....we've a couple of days here yet, so if you want to talk, you can talk to me. I know that's probably the last thing you want to do, but people will forever be in the dark as to what you're feeling if you don't take the initiative to communicate. This is the sort of thing in human relationships that requires meeting the other halfway, you know."

After a pause, watching the closed door in silence, she exhaled again, turning to head down the stairs.

Luckily, Eve managed to get the electricity in the lodge working again.




Given the heavy snowfall the night before, the next day proved Mia Bellacanto right once again; it was warmer by a few degrees. After a few hours of exhausted sleep, Takeru roused her with a kiss on her shoulder before he buried his face into the crook of her neck, quickening her venture back into the waking world. His presence on her bed provided an ample reminder as to just why she slept so deeply - it was the first time in a long while when she had been able to secure something so restful, to stave off her frequent bouts of insomnia.

Maybe human beings were never meant to sleep alone.

The rest of the group had broken up to explore the mountains or do more skiing and snowboarding. In the mid-morning hours, Mia had opted to go on a hike with Takeru, Beru and Xiao Xiao, so the bubbly blonde could take more pictures and so the dark-haired youth could practice taking shots with his new 35mm camera. They returned to the lodge for a late lunch after, though while she looked for him, she couldn't seem to run into Dylan.

Later during the day, she decided to round up the girls to take advantage of the resort's hot springs facilities.

Her silver-white hair had been pulled up in a loose bind, having tucked her clothes into the lockers provided in the girls' bathroom and leaving it with a short, white towel wrapped around her slender frame, tucked tightly into the creamy valley between her breasts and the hem stopping at her upper thighs. Nobody in Japan went to an onsen in a bathing suit, so it was all she had, her fingers keeping her covering closed as she went to the girls' side of the springs.

She stopped at the locked gate and frowned at the memo plastered on it:

DUE TO YESTERDAY'S SNOWFALL, THERE WAS SOME DAMAGE TO THIS SIDE OF THE HOT SPRINGS. TO ENSURE THE SAFETY OF OUR FEMALE GUESTS, PLEASE USE THE MEN'S ONSEN DURING THESE HOURS.

"...well, at least, we're well within schedule," Mia said, turning to start on the wooden path towards the other side. "Girl time is now time!"

She opened the gate, stepping inside the men's side of the onsen to find it empty. The Bellacanto princess took a deep and satisfied breath.

"Perfect," she said, dipping a dainty toe in the spring before wading into it. "Ah, isn't this grand, I've not been to hot springs in ages!"

In her excitement, she failed to notice the reciprocal memo on the gate....or more accurately, the lack of one, the flimsy piece of paper having fallen sideways and buried in a mound of snow.
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Well, Tork had finally done it. After giving Deli her present the night before, he had asked her to officially be his girlfriend and, in turn, for him to be her boyfriend. They had already been dating for a few weeks, but Tork wasn't really sure how relationships worked. Were they already boyfriend/girlfriend once they started dating? Was the initial dating phase a separate process? Having never ventured into the realm of romance previously, he was pretty much in the dark. Therefore, he felt it necessary to ask her bluntly and directly. Oh, it had been embarrassing for sure, but there was no way around it for the straightforward delinquent. Thankfully, she had happily accepted before fixing the lights and returning upstairs with him. Tork's body cooled down, but his face remained bright red for the entirety of the evening until he went to sleep. Unfortunately, Tork had only caught the tail-end of Dylan's shouting, so while he wasn't sure what it was about, he was concerned. The guy had annoyed him earlier with his drunken interruption and threat of a kiss, but they were still friends. Tork made a note to check up on him later.

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The next morning, Tork asked Deli to accompany him to purchase food that they could cook back at the lodge. Ever since having hosted that Sunday dinner with Mia, Takeru, and Beru, Tork had been experimenting more and more with cooking. He still wasn't good by any means, but he was trying to get better. At the very least, he could make simple dishes and hoped to make a nice brunch for their friends back at the lodge. It seemed like a group consisting of Mia, Takeru, and Beru went off on a morning hike, which meant that Tork wanted to have it prepared for when they got back. Deli coming along was mostly just an excuse to spend more time with her, but he also wanted her expertise, having assumed that she was better at this kind of thing than him. He decided to go with making omelettes for everyone, getting a wide variety of ingredients to put inside like mushrooms, spinach, tomatoes, ham, and a plethora of other options depending on the person's preferences. Chef Tork also made sure to get a vegetarian option for Beru in the form of swapping the eggs for tofu. Any compliments were met with blushing silence and an averted gaze behind his sunglasses, although he at least nodded in reply.

A plate was specially made for Dylan with his favorite ingredients, knowledge given courtesy of Deli. Whether he decided to sleep in or come out for brunch, Tork made sure it was waiting for him, though would deny giving him any special treatment.

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"Aw man, a hot spring? It's been waaaaay too long! It's like they were made just fer me!" Tork exclaimed with a jovial laugh. One interesting change from the delinquent's usual attire was not only the modest towel wrapped around his waist, but also the lack of sunglasses. Deciding he would rather not lose his shades in the springs, he opted to utilize one of his girlfriend's very thoughtful gifts: Contact lenses. Only a handful of his friends knew of his nearsightedness, so it wouldn't seem too strange, though the fact that his eyes were openly visible was shocking enough. His brown eyes did appear to be squinting every now and then, but this was mostly because he wasn't used to seeing light so directly. "Normal baths and showers always feel too cold...but these babies are just right!" The boiler explained to his male friends, gesturing with his steaming hand to the gate up ahead. Thanks to his body temperature always being so high, any regular shower or bath that wasn't scalding just felt uncomfortable for him. Plus, most of the time the water would just evaporate once it touched his heated skin. Hot springs, however? This would feel perfect!

"I'm gonna test the waters first." He claimed to Dylan and Takeru with a wide grin, clapping his hands on either of their shoulders before sprinting off toward the springs. With an explosive entrance, Tork charged through the gate and leaped into the air, looking down to see where he would land. The delinquent had allowed his towel to fall off near the entrance once he entered, knowing that it would only be other men here, considering it was the men side. Well, he thought he knew at least. Tork looked down where he was falling to see Mia and the other girls close behind her. His face immediately spiked to a crimson color as he realized he was completely exposed. To shield himself from any other unwanted eyes, steam suddenly burst around his entire body before he splashed into the hot springs, quickly popping up and pointing his finger at his female friends. "What're YOU perverts doing here? This is the MEN'S side!" He reminded them loudly, dipping his head down into the water afterward so only the top half of his head could be seen. He felt like if he showed any more than that, he would be somehow exposing himself even more than he already had.

Tork would normally have no problem showing off, he rather enjoyed that, being the audacious man he was. But he never wanted to show off everything. Tork watched them with an accusatory glare, until he realized that they too were indecent, even if they still had their towels on. He quickly turned his head to the side, not wanting to seem like he had been staring.

Which he had, just a little.
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When Dylan awoke, he was a changed man.

Not a crying one thankfully, though the temptation there was remarkably strong. But it also would have felt... strange, selfish even, and so he had bottled it. All through getting dressed, brushing his teeth, and double checking that he hadn't lost or damaged anything in his drunken phase, he resisted the urge.
He'd come downstairs to the slightly unexpected surprise of breakfast, tailored to his tastes. It caused an eyebrow to softly rise, stealing at a glance at Tork, and then at Eve; they were the chef and the one who knew his preferences respectively, and he wondered why he'd gotten something made in particular. Had he been such a sad sack while drunk that they did this out of pity for him?

Unable to ascertain an answer by guessing, and too ashamed of last night's reveal of his weakness to just ask, the boy ate in silence, though the sheer taste of the food forced a satisfied smile to creep up his face. He couldn't really deny, this was good food, rivalling Bon-Bon's offerings despite the presumable gap in experience. After he finished his food, Dylan's smile faded away, as he realised that he could only cook a few basic dishes - even counting that he knew the microwave times for - and had scarcely exercised those skills. After all, Bon-Bon took care of that every morning. His expression sank further as his thoughts moved from the food, and back to last night. He wracked his brain for concrete recollection of events, but one of the problems with being drunk was that in many cases, the brain sort of... just stopped keeping track of what it was doing, failing to form memories at all, rather than locking them away where someone like Dylan couldn't find them.

Among what little he remembered was that he knew, even if he couldn't pin down when it had become bleedingly obvious, as it was now. In all honesty when it finally sunk in didn't matter anywhere near as much as the fact that it had, and he needed time - needed space - in which to process it. While half their number went off on a trek to take in the majesty of the Hokkaido landscape, Dylan took one of his own, thankful that the day had been a few degrees warmer than the previous. He went off in search of comfortable and quiet isolation, and found it nestled between some trees on the mountainside. He found it on a fallen tree in particular, weighed down and toppled by the previous night's snowfall, which Dylan used as natural seating in this near-wilderness.

So then, now what?

If Eve and Tork truly were together, that changed things. Not for the better or for the worse - that sort of thing was all up to personal perspective - but the context in which certain things could be seen. Stuff that they had done - both unwittingly and not - now seemed inappropriate (or more inappropriate) if Eve was seeing someone else. Things that they had done, things that had seemed so intimate... would have to all be put aside in order to keep clear of any confusion. Things where they had stumbled into each other but had somehow managed to work it all out because hey, things could happen when two people shared the same roof, would have to be avoided even more stringently. The whole situation of living together was simply going to get complicated, possibly unbearably so. Dylan stared through the treeline that surrounded him, wondering just what in the world he could do about all that though. Then as he finished staring, he blinked, realising that the sun was already setting. He wasn't sure just how time had managed to pass by so quickly when he was simply deep in thought... but then realised that by the same point, he probably hadn't paid much attention to time, taking however long he had wanted and needed.

Now also realising that the shiver of his surroundings had actually worked its way through his clothes, the boy began to shake, and swiftly realised in turn that perhaps trying out those hot springs would be a really, really good idea. So he got up and departed from the shelter of his trees, pausing only when he was clear of the thicket, and for the first time really saw the world as it was around. Grand, majestic, and sweeping, he realised that if one wanted to lose something in amongst these snowy mountains, then it was likely that it would never be found. So it was that Dylan briefly pulled back the hoods of his glovs - courtesy of Beru - and formed a sphere from his fingers around his own head. Then he screamed, letting loose every frustrated sound that had been resting on his tongue. Every angry tirade he had thought better of, every bit of self-loathing he had reasoned away, every confession he couldn't have given, emptied out into that confined space, which he then peeled away from his face, and then fully closed. Dylan stared at the sphere for a few solemn seconds, then shrunk it to the size of a cricket ball, and bowled it in the same fashion as hard as he could into the nearest valley.

Then tucking his hands into his pockets, the young man went back to the cabin.



It turned out to be the case that Dylan's desire to try out the hot springs was not a unique one. So it was that the welsh lad found himself accompanied by both Tork and Takeru, a towel wrapped around his waist as well. The italian boy seemed to have quite some experience with hot springs and enjoyed them considerably, which honestly wasn't too surprising given his quirk. What was surprising, or at least felt like it was, was seeing that Tork actually had eyes under those shades of his. Yes, yes, that was how it worked with most people, but something about Tork had made it so the eyewear was very much a part of Dylan's mental image of the young man, so seeing them absent just made things feel a little uncanny. Dylan would have maybe tried to avert that odd sensation by perhaps looking at Takeru instead, but then, he was feeling plenty inadequate today and would rather prefer not to make that worse.
"Go right ahead." He said, his head slightly to the side as Tork slapped him on the shoulder and then went steaming ahead to get into the hot springs. When their towel fell, Dylan had the decency to at least grab it in one of his spheres, forming the ball of aura around the white bundle of fabric.

Then he realised who had gotten into the pool before them.

"E-Even here?!" Dylan questioned his luck, after having had a whole moment where he had sworn off this exact sort of thing happening at the apartment anymore. Worse still, it wasn't just Eve in here, but Mia and Beru as well, before counting the other two boys as well. Add in that this was the men's bath, as Tork rather rightly pointed out, and it all left Dylan's brain shortcircuiting on whether he should stay or should he go. In the end, it couldn't find an answer, and so defaulted to another focus entirely - saving Tork's shame.
"You might want this!" Dylan yelled to the boiler boy, lightly tossing the sphere that held their towel towards them. It would bounce a bit off the water's surface, before the sphere ultimately faded away, releasing the fabric to simply float about. After that he tried to avert his eyes; for two of the three girls he'd never seen them in such a state, and it was probably both embarrassing and a bad idea to do so now. With the third... well, the problem with that should have been clear by now, right?

...actually, on that note...

"W-Well... this probably isn't so bad for some of us..." Dylan knew his words might be taken the wrong way, so he quickly allowed himself to look so he could gesture between the two couples: Mia to Takeru, Eve to Tork.
"But it might be better if I wait until you guys are done." He wouldn't speak on Beru's behalf, but he sure hoped he wasn't the odd one out on this. So he turned to start walking away...
Only to slip on something, and go falling backwards into the war. Fortunately he was able to soften his landing by forming a few spheres beneath his head.
But his lower half still stuck out of the water, with gravity causing the towel to slowly slip...
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It was certainly an unexpected development when she was asked to be Tork’s girlfriend, reflected in the way her face had burned up initially with embarrassment, before crying out with glee and all but tackling him with a hug as acceptance of his question. Both of them were as clueless as the other when it came to relationships and the like, so neither had really known what ‘dating’ was all about, and whether there was a difference between that and everything being ‘official’. One of the things she liked about him, and especially shown today, was the fact that he was so up-front and blunt about things. With the way she was, struggling with a lot of subtleties and the like, it was the only way she would truly understand and comprehend things, which made them a match made in heaven in that aspect. It felt strange to say that she was able to call someone her boyfriend now, and it felt even stranger to say that she knew what that meant (at least in some regard). Prior to this year, when she had met her group of friends, she had been utterly clueless about this sort of thing. She had no idea about anything aside from the actual scientific reasoning behind attraction, and more ‘intimate’ things. All of the social conventions that came with it had literally never crossed her mind, because her parents had never acted that way with one another when she was growing up. Thus, she never learned. However, since the concept of a kiss was explained to her, she had done a lot of research (reading cheesy romance novels), and started to listen to her feelings a lot more when it came to making decisions. While she couldn’t explain entirely why she liked Tork so much (aside from liking his qualities), and why certain things just seemed right with him, she didn’t feel the need to.

Sometimes, the best things didn’t need a reason.

The blond delinquent had taught her that much in the time that she had come to understand her feelings for him. Being his girlfriend and calling him her boyfriend just… felt right. Being reminded of why they had come down to the basement originally, she worked to fix the blown fuses, and low and behold; the lights flickered back to life, plus the boiler was linked up to the electrics again. No more chilly lodge! No longer needing an excuse to stick close to Tork, Eve did so anyway as they went back to join the others, who started getting ready for bed due to the waning hours. Just as she was wishing Beru and Takeru goodnight, she heard yells and shouts upstairs from… Dylan? Her eyes widened in shock and she rushed upstairs to see what was the matter, only to see Mia at the other youth’s door, having been speaking to him through it. Worry and concern willed Eve’s sapphire orbs as she looked quizzically at her best female friend, but there was no response or reason given. Whereas before she had felt about ready to pass out with tiredness, she now felt wired while nerves ate away in her stomach. Knowing that somebody wasn’t happy, for whatever reason, really got to her. She waited for Tork to join her and wished him goodnight as well, stealing a brief kiss when the others weren’t in the hallway (he’d probably overheat in embarrassment from too much public displays of affection), and heading into her room. When there, she texted Dylan asking what was the matter, but after not hearing a response, she laid awake in bed worrying. Only at 3am did her body finally allow her to sleep, and even then, she fell into a state of unrest…


For one reason or another, she woke up in a different room. More specifically, her new boyfriend’s. Not only in a different room, she had been in a different bed; his, of course. She stirred at 8am, disorientated but not in a bad way. She had been holding him when she awoke, and it was only through the stiffness of her body that she realised… ‘More night terrors…’ She thought with a deep, heavy sigh. Deciding it would be best not to startle Tork as he slept, she waited for him to wake up naturally before making her presence known in his bed. “Good morning.” She greeted him softly, smiling a little and rubbing her eyes as she sat up and stretched. Wearing the shirt he had given her (which was unbelievably comfortable) and a pair of thick, baggy PJ pants, she almost appeared a little grungy in terms of style, and she had one hell of a bedhead. Undoubtedly from her night terrors, she realised, as she tried to smooth her long plum locks down with an uneasy laugh. As not to confuse her boyfriend, she decided to briefly explain that, because her brain often stayed active while she was sleeping, she was a prolific sleep walker in the night. That, paired with the fact that she often suffered from night terrors, hopefully explained why she was in his bed. “I-I never remember the dreams, and I guess my subconscious mind seeks reassurance. So, here I am.” She claimed sheepishly, her cheeks turning a very defined shade of red in embarrassment.

After the initial embarrassment/ glee/ surprise of their wakeup together, they had gotten ready and Tork asked for her to accompany him to the resort grocery store to purchase some things for brunch. She went to shower first, and dressed warm in a multitude of layers to help fight off the cold. Opting for a thermal undershirt in white, a cream turtleneck chord knitted sweater, a slightly pleated dark brown skirt, thermal grey stockings, and thick powder blue cardigan, plus her matching shade of blue snow boots, she was able to appear somewhat stylish while staying warm. Winding a scarf around her neck as well, they ventured out and got all of the correct ingredients for some omelettes, something which sounded very good indeed to Eve. She was hungry while shopping, which was never good, and was all but drooling by the time they made it back to the lodge to cook. After doing such a nice thing for everybody, Tork got all embarrassed when praise was offered to him, which made the plum-haired girl roll her eyes somewhat in amusement as she ate her own omelette (flavoured with sausage, spinach and some spices). “I’m impressed, Tork. Your expertise in cooking exceeds that of freezer pizza.” She teased him with a sly smirk, referencing the fact that they often ended up eating the aforementioned item of food when they had movie night at his place. Of course, she never saw it as a bad thing, but she knew it would embarrass him for her to point out such a thing.

Her early to late afternoon was spent skiing on some of the nearby slopes, dragging Tork along with her in the endeavour. While he didn’t attempt it due to his body temperature inhibiting him, she demonstrated a good number of snowboarding tricks on the snowed up halfpipe provided for snowboarders. Then, grabbing a snack on the way back to the lodge to keep her going until dinner time, she settled down with a good book for an hour or two. If not for Mia’s intervention, she would have happily kept reading until something like food roused her, but, of course, her best friend could be very persuasive indeed…


And thus, that was how she ended up at the hot springs with the other girls. She was all too aware that Dylan hadn’t been seen since after brunch, and she had tried contacting him via text and such a huge amount of times, with no response. It was worrying, but… for whatever reason, he seemed to want space today. As someone mostly introverted as well, she could wholly empathise with the need for some alone time, which was why she had opted to take some time to read earlier. “I was just reading a very fascinating theory on bending Einstein’s original theory of relativity…” She had muttered when she was dragged away from her Theoretical Physics book. That aside, the hot springs did sound like a very nice idea. Unfortunately, the women’s side of the onsen was closed, due to some heavy snowfall on that side which was considered dangerous. “Oh dear, what a shame, let’s not dally in the cold any longer and hurry back-…” Of course Mia would find a loophole. It appeared that certain hours were set aside for the women to relax in the men’s hot springs, and of course they were here at that very opportune time. While the French teen had never used an onsen before, she was aware of one thing through popular Japanese culture; one used the hot springs completely naked. It was a prospect that unnerved her, especially around Beru, with whom she wasn’t entirely secure yet. Certainly not secure enough to show off her marred body, and yet, before she could protest further, they were already in the changing rooms to leave their things and head into the onsen.

Eve changed privately, discretely, and wrapped her body tightly in the towel provided before clinging to it as if her whole life depended upon it. She could slip into the waters when Mia and Beru had their backs to her… yes, that was right. She relaxed somewhat as she reached the side of the onsen, relieved to find it indeed empty. Thank goodness. Of course, Mia stripped off her towel and was the first into the warm waters, with Beru following behind. The plum-haired girl hesitantly dipped a foot into the waters, testing its temperature, and being wondrously surprised. “They really are warm…” She murmured to herself delightedly. After checking that her female friends weren’t looking, she swiftly dropped her towel and was about to get in…

When they were rudely interrupted by a naked teenager sprinting at the onsen.

While this was enough to elicit a shrill shriek from her, what made her infinitely more embarrassed was who that teenager turned out to be. “TORK?!” She all but screamed as she frantically used her arms to cover her dignity. Most of her was still on full display, however, and it made her all but want to die. What made it worse, was that Dylan and Takeru strolled in afterwards. “W-W-Wh… Why?!” She finally stammered. As if she could get any redder! While the image had been fleeting, Tork’s naked body was seared into her brain all the same and was only making her feel suitably more embarrassed. How could she straight up say that she liked what she saw?! That would not only be weird, but wildly inappropriate. Not able to grab her towel from here, she instead hurriedly got into the hot springs, sinking all the way down for the water to cover everything, sighing with relief before scowling at the boys. “The women’s hot springs are currently closed, and we are using the men’s during the allotted hours posted on the door!” She claimed loudly and defensively in regard to being called a pervert/ being accused of being here without permission, flashing a glare at Tork whom she had seen staring beforehand. “A-At least I wasn’t gawking!” She pointed out, puffing out her cheeks and pouting while still subconsciously trying to hide her shame. She was torn between hiding her scars, or the more prominent aspects of her, and instead kept switching, horrified at the prospect that her body might be seen through the hot spring waters. In her hurry to get into the warm waters, her plum locks which had been kept in a messy bun were soaked a good deal, which was mildly irritating. She had actually styled it today.

Dylan then spoke up, claiming that while this sort of interaction was okay for some, he should wait until they were finished, before moving as if to leave the onsen. Before she could ask what he meant when he gestured between people, and what was the matter, she was instead staring wide-eyed as he fell backwards into the hot springs… with his towel slipping off. Immediately, she shut her eyes and turned her head away, a soft yelp leaving her lips. “W-W-Well, we’re mostly in now…” She stammered, keeping her gaze pointedly glued to the wall in the opposite direction of where the boys were. “P-Perhaps if we retain some dignity… we can relax together?” She proposed, obviously embarrassed as she considered the fact that she would be sharing the same hot springs as her boyfriend… naked… wasn’t this practically… intercourse?!
Edited by Queen Harmonia, Aug 12 2016, 08:15 PM.
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For all that it had been in a bed he wasn't supposed to be in, Takeru had gotten a good night's rest.

At least, he seemed well-rested anyway, thought it could be hard to tell with his generally reserved affect. Even in sleep, he'd been a source of safety for Mia, warding away whatever usually kept her from getting proper rest, though once it was time to get up he made sure to draw her mercilessly back to the waking world, since of course they had to go and be sociable - or as sociable as Takeru Igarashi ever got - and pretend like everything was basically the same as it had been before.

He was just her bodyguard, after all, and it wouldn't do for even their friends to know that there was something else going on. The more people that knew a secret, the less likely it was to be kept.

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The day had been an interesting one for Takeru, getting to practice with his new camera and perhaps getting a few pointers from Beru the more experienced photographer. Since they'd gotten back and eaten, the tall young man had basically just been relaxing.

Then of course, they ended up going to the hot springs.

Tork ran ahead with his characteristic exuberance, losing his towel and leaving Takeru and Dylan with a clear view of his bare ass, inadvertently giving the girls - who it seemed, were already present - a much clearer view of, well, everything before he steamed up to hide it, diving into and then hiding in the water.

"Hnh," Takeru muttered to himself, as this startling turn of events quickly turned into something of an embarrassing situation for everyone who was inclined to be embarrassed, including an extremely naked Eve in the moments before she frantically covered the most essential parts with her arms and hands, and then like Tork used the water to hide herself.

But there was something of inevitability about the whole affair, as Dylan tried to leave and ended up falling backwards into the water, also starting to lose his towel.

"Foreigners are weird," the tall Japanese youth decided out loud, taking off the towel he had wrapped around his waist with a complete lack of self-consciousness, and then stepping into the onsen, easing himself down into the water properly with his towel folded on the ground beside. He had scars to spare, some faded and old, others more recent, white lines on tanned skin. Some looked like they'd been made with knives or other blades, a roundish one on his shoulder he'd earned most recently, at the Nakatori Hotel when he'd been shot, but others were more jagged, including a long set of them on his inner forearm, like something had tried to claw his arm open and sever vital veins.

Something.

His lean, muscular frame was tattooed as well, a furious Chinese-style dragon in ink as black as pitch covering his back from the base of his neck to his waist, expansive enough that hints of it could be seen on his shoulders, peeking around his sides.

"You all act like you've never seen anybody naked before. It's completely natural." He rested back against the edge of the spring, his arms draped over the side. "You're supposed to just relax peacefully in the hot springs. That means you, Teakettle. Don't boil us all alive."
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When Beru intently explained the legends of and regarding Yuki Onna, she was relieved that the rest of the group remaining seemed intent on listening. Dylan oddly compared the ice witch to Eve, but he still was acting out of order with being a little too tipsy and all so Beru didn’t think much of it. Thankfully, Mia did seem interested and even impressed on Beru’s knowledge of Japanese folklore. It made the blonde blush to be complimented, and even giggled a little in response. “Oh, it’s my mom really! She knows so much about these things, even though she isn’t Japanese. A-Ah…! She used to tell me scary stories when I was kid to s-scare me to sleep…!” The blonde shuttered, thinking back to some unfortunate memories of her mother telling her scary stories in bed. Her childhood really wasn’t that long ago, and even Xiao Xiao shivered as he had been victim to those fear-filled tales as well.

Just as Beru was reminiscing with some not as pleasant childhood memories, it seemed Dylan was intent on going to bed and being on his own. Both things that she had specifically warned everyone not to do! Panicking for a moment, Beru stuttered in shock at trying to stop the Welsh teen and at once going on again about how dangerous the Yuki Onna could be in the state he was in. And it seemed that she right in that respect because as soon as he went upstairs, he cried out Mia’s name! “Kyaaa!!! The Yuki Onna got him! She’s going to freeze us all!” She cried out as well, completely convinced that the ice demon had gotten one of her friends and soon would come after the rest of them.

Thankfully, that happened to not be true.

Mia went immediately up to the crying Welsh teen, since he had called her name after all. And after a few moments of speaking with him, she seemed to calm him down enough as he went back to his room. With the blonde still panicking about the Yuki Onna, she was quite relieved when the power suddenly came back on as Eve and Tork had been successful in their task in the basement. So, in the end that night could go back to some kind of normal as it could with a bunch of teens inhabiting it. Glad that she didn’t have to worry about demons coming to freeze her into an ice corpse, Beru along with the rest of the teens would grow tired and head to their respective rooms for a good night’s sleep.



The next morning Beru, who had held the small panda bear like it was stuffed animal all night long, gratefully woke up to a grand brunch prepared by Eve and Tork. While everyone had omelets, the Italian had been kind enough to make Beru a tasty tofu alternative and of course Xiao Xiao had a good helping of bamboo shoots. The rest of the day would prove relaxing and fun as Beru would be invited by Mia and Takeru to go into the forest and have a nice nature walk and picture taking opportunities, both herself and Takeru having cameras after all.

All bundled up in her orange parka and winter gear, Xiao Xiao too proudly wearing the gifts that Mia and Takeru had gotten him, the bubbly blonde had a blast playing in the snow and spending time with her two friends. (And not so secretly taking pictures of the pair together) While the two may have believed Beru was just having her usual fun (which she was really), there was an ulterior motive of getting more perfect shots of the couple together, since they just happened to the most perfect of couples Beru had ever had the chance of meeting. The image of last night, the kiss in the moonlight and the picture she had snapped, was just a snapshot into their romantic relationship. Whether the two actually knew how absolutely romantic their relationship was, was unknown to her, but Beru was entirely certain of it.

After the excursion though, Mia had the most wonderful idea of getting Eve and having the girls all go to the hot springs together. It would be the perfect bonding experience between the three girls! And especially a good chance to become more friendly with Eve, there was nothing more relaxing than an onsen! Beru happily walked with the pair, at once chatting it up about how in Nagano during the winter, Nihonzaru, Japanese Snow Monkeys came down from the snowy mountains to enjoy the natural hot springs. The monkeys would groom each other in a social bonding experience, relaxing and enjoying the moment just like humans would. It was rather odd to be entering the men’s side of onsen, but it couldn’t be helped since with the women’s side being closed. She had her towel wrapping around her tightly though would be the most casual in slipping it off once they would enter the hot springs. Xiao Xiao too, naturally would remain on the blonde’s shoulder and would growl relaxing as his fur began to soak in the warm water.

“Ahhh! So nice…” Beru sighed, dipping her body down into the waters. Of course, the relaxing time would quickly turn on its head when surprisingly, the boys would arrive! While most of the other teens happened to panic at the awkwardness of seeing each other naked, Beru giggled aloud at all of the foreigner’s antics in the water. Not at one bit appearing self-conscious, the blonde clapped her hands together with in fact, giddiness and happiness. Xiao Xiao too began laughing-growling, but not really with the blonde but more like finding the ridiculousness of Tork and Dylan’s combined reactions just plain hilarious. “Oh guys! This is just the best!! We can all relax and even wash each others’ backs just like a real troop of Snow Monkeys! ”

The second shortest in stature, Beru actually had quite the curvy figure, though it usually was hidden under loose and comfy clothing, she didn’t seem to mind at all letting it be seen. (Perhaps she was even a bit top heavy but so far no one had yet to say anything really). It wasn’t to say the girl was usually so open, but she was surrounded by friends, whether they be male or female, so she didn’t have anything to really worry about. Besides, the bubbly blonde was definitely comfortable in her own skin, no matter hourglass her shape happened to be. Completely and utterly oblivious to any kind of embarrassment to being around all her friends in the state they all were in, Beru also didn’t seem to think there was a problem, much like Takeru (who when revealing his body Beru had thought to have the coolest scars and tattoos). This was an onsen after all, and so it did just happen to work out that they all were there together, mixed male and female.

But again, they were all friends so how much did it matter?

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She was, indeed, the first in the water ahead of the two other girls.

Mia had her back to the gate, having already shed her towel and stretching her arms over her head; with the steaming hot water rising up to just under the flare of her hip and the rest of her bare and naked to the winter winds, the contrast between two extreme temperatures was delicious. She felt relaxed immediately and she took a deep breath, her hands reaching up to gather up the tresses of loose, silver hair left down by her cascading topknot. "Ah, the water feels absolutely fantastic," she said. Cognizant of Eve's shyness, she kept her back towards her friend.

This, of course, prevented her from seeing the gate burst open, but she did hear the exuberant yelp by her fratellino as he leapt into the air to cannonball into the spring, naked as a jailbird.

The first thing the boys would see would be...well, her right in the middle of the spring, droplets of water clinging to the sleek line of her graceful spine, like diamonds embedded on pale, creamy skin flushed pink by the heat emanating from the water. She was also tilted sideways, so the side of one buoyant breast and a hint of its pink cap could be glimpsed for a second or two before a wall of water from Tork's cannonball engulfed the image entirely, dousing the Italian girl with a sudden deluge of water.

Slowly, she turned around, staring at the boys. Half her hair fell from its bind at the weight of the water that poured down her head, curls clinging to her shoulders. Thankfully, she had the presence of mind to cross her right arm over the left side of her bosom, and used her hand to curl over her right; it had been meant to prevent the boys from seeing too much of the goods, though the ultimate effect was undeniable - Mia Bellacanto, mafia princess, in an effort to prevent more of their number from seeing feminine treasures beyond their ken, was groping her own boob.

The beautiful, intricate tattoo of an Asian dragon could also be seen on her side, curled just under the curve of her left bosom and drawn over the slim taper of her waist, coiling over the swell of her hip until its tail ended on her upper thigh. The colors were rich, vibrant, reflective of the young woman's taste, but also a reminder that Yakuza blood ran as strong through her veins as the Sicilian Mafia's did. It was elaborate and painstaking work, done the old way - by needles and a small hammer, and reflective of Mia herself - beauty came with patience, and no small measure of pain.

But the shocked moment passed immediately. Not one to let blatant nudity pass without comment, her lashes lowered over her eyes, a feline smile curling on her lips.

"I didn't know we had an orgy planned this afternoon," she said breezily, flashing a shameless grin towards the boys. "I suppose now's a good time to test whether more really is merrier."

She was obviously joking, but considering how embarrassed half of them are, it probably didn't help.

Espying the curvy blonde and her own lack of shame, her eyes widened in surprise. "Beru-chan, I never realized you've managed to develop some serious curves! I couldn't tell with what you usually wear." She moved towards the girl's back, her hands up. "Would you mind terribly if I felt them? I bet you a shopping trip that I can guess your cup size accurately."

If allowed, Mia would proceed to do just that, curling her arms around the blonde from behind and giving her assets an experimental squeeze.

"Hmm...at least a C, at the very most a D. Somewhere in the middle, I think, you'd definitely need something custom. I can call my couture lingerie specialist in Tokyo if you like."

She didn't even seem to care the boys were present.

Eventually, Mia moved away from Beru, flinging a towel at Takeru as he lounged casually with his elbows braced on either sides of him.

"The number of exhibitionists in the world is always counterbalanced by those who are not," she said, drifting along the water so she could take a seat next to him, both arms disappearing under the water as she sank lower into it. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back.

"But this is nice," she sighed. "I much prefer this to saunas, and this even has the same effect of drawing impurities out of the skin. I think it's because of the contrast of the cold air and hot water that makes it a divine experience."
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Tork opened his eyes slowly after a good night's rest, feeling even warmer than usual. It was odd, because the warmth wasn't even coming from within himself, but an external source. There was also something...pressing into him? His eyes glanced over to the side to see Deli laying there, before she simply wished him good morning. He didn't move, but his face began to turn bright red and an embarrassed frown spread across face. He wasn't displeased by what he woke up to, but was just unbelievably self-conscious. "Uhhh, good...morning?" He asked with an awkward chuckle, before pulling her in closer to him. "Havin' my own extra heater ain't so bad either." He joked, laughing again and laying down for a couple extra minutes before getting ready for the day together. Part of him wished he had been aware of her presence earlier, but the other part was glad he wasn't. He probably would've died from overheating.

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Not only was Tork currently embarrassed for himself, but he was now feeling secondhand embarrassment for Dylan, who had also slipped in and accidentally shown more of himself than intended. He winced from within the water for the poor guy, then turned his attention ahead once more when Deli explained what exactly they were doing there. "W-well then why the hell didn't they tell us? There wasn't a note or nothin'!" The flustered teen said as he looked at her, noticing that his girlfriend was struggling to cover both her front and her scars. In trying to do both at the same time, she was indeed revealing more, which just made Tork heat up more, to the point that the water around him began to bubble. When she called him out for gawking he recoiled back and covered his eyes, now standing up a little more properly so his upper body peeked out of the water. "I was not, just can't believe you lot are here!" Tork tried to explain, using one hand to cover his eyes and the other to point in their general direction.

Tork began to uncover his eyes as the others reacted as well, mostly because he was dumbfounded what they were saying. Mia was the only person he wasn't shocked by, what with her vain and shameless attitude. Takeru and Beru, however? Takeru seemed to think they were the strange ones, whereas Beru was simply excited by the whole idea of them relaxing together. Then again...maybe they had a point? The only ones panicking were the foreigners (outside of the perverted princess, of course), so perhaps they were making a bigger deal out of things than it really was? Tork began to try and calm himself down, especially after Takeru's comment about not boiling them alive. The heated delinquent looked around at the boiling water around them, then closed his eyes to sigh steam, slowly cooling himself down. "...A'ight, point taken." He said to Takeru with a sheepish, slightly irritated frown.

It was odd getting to see essentially all of his friends, as in all that they were physically. "Yo, you've both got sick tats. Didja both get dragons on purpose 'er was that coincidence?" Tork asked both Mia and Takeru as he pointed to both of them with a finger, trying to get his mind off of the embarrassing parts of this whole situation. Dylan had thrown Tork his towel, but at this point it was soggy from the water and he was already in, so there wasn't much point to it. He collected it from the surface of the water and tossed it to the side as he went over to check and make sure the Welsh boy didn't smack his noggin too hard. "Ya alright?" He asked while helping him up, before going to side of the hot springs between where Deli/Beru were and where Takeru/Mia currently sat. Tork's face was still red, even after having been able to mostly calm himself, being careful not to look in the direction of Deli and Beru for too long.

Beru's body was a major surprise, given how she always wore clothes that didn't really accentuate her curves. She was top heavy and had an hourglass figure, something that didn't seem to correlate with her extremely innocent attitude. Then again, body type and personality didn't necessary go hand in hand, but it was a shocker nonetheless. It also didn't help when Mia took it upon herself to grope their dear, innocent friend. "Oh come on." The blushing delinquent protested, immediately looking away after witnessing Mia's hands move over Beru. They really had no shame! Then, of course, there was Deli. Despite the fact that they were now officially a couple, he wasn't about to stare at her in such an exposed state and in front of everyone no less. He obviously found her attractive, scars and all, but wasn't sure what to do now. He was supposed to relax in the same water as all his female friends? It made the bashful delinquent embarrassed just thinking about it, so he simply moved to one side of the hot springs, opposite of Mia and Takeru, and sat down with his eyes closed. He positioned his arms out on either side of him, tilting his head up as he sighed out another cloud of steam from his mouth. Forgetting all the awkwardness, it really was a relaxing experience. A content smile crept upon Tork's lips.
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Dylan's head was sore, and it was spinning. Yes he'd avoided cracking his head wide open, bit it still hurt, and landing headfirst in water tended not to be so good for the oxygen supply. With water running up (or was it down?) his nostrils, the boy sputtered and coughed as he dragged his head back out. He thumped his chest and gasped for breath as he checked to make sure he really was still among the living by looking around...
Only to conclude he must somehow still be in a very strange dream, as a small trickle of blood left his nose.
Shaking his head again as he wiped away the red trail with a few splashes of water to the face, Dylan sat and stared down at the floor as various parties discussed just how in the world they might resolve this matter.

In some ways, the proposal as... well, proposed by Eve and Takeru was something of an extension of Dylan's own logic. He'd said that it sorta made sense among the couples, who would have some stage see each other naked - assuming they hadn't already - if things went well between them anyway, so he was vaguely open to the idea. But both Eve and Takeru tweaked the idea in their own ways, in a way that would have theoretically been inclusive of him. Both seemed to appeal to kicking up no fuss, though Eve saw it as a way of retaining their dignity, while Takeru believed there was nothing to be lost to begin with.
"Natural at certain stages among certain people..." Dylan quietly muttered a rhetorical response to the latter, before freezing up as Mia made some remark on the thing being a very... peculiar type of gathering. The boy was pretty much praying that the steam hid his reaction - both on his face and elsewhere on his body - while he slowly shuffled around so that his back was to the whole thing, sitting at the side of the pool, out of the water.

"I-I'm fine," He told Tork, dismissing the other boy's concern, only to seize up like he'd been bitten as Mia began her 'inspection' of Beru. With his back turned to the whole affair, the scene was practically an audio play in Dylan's ears, and the imagery pretty much left to Dylan's imagination. An imagination that far too much enjoyed itself in the moment, especially after the 'reference material' it had received mere moments ago, too fresh for doubt. Oh yes, he'd seen those curves, the slithering dragon, and the hair fitting of Lady Godiva. He gulped, tensed, and shuddered with every sentence uttered. When it finally ended, Dylan gasped with actual relief, and silently cursed the witch that had somehow woven her way into his life.

His body was in many ways unremarkable to behold. He didn't have the sheer stature or build of Takeru, and certainly not the intricate body art. Even Tork was taller than him, and he didn't have the small differences that a temperature differential - or lack thereof - might have in a place like this. He obviously wasn't female either, and so lacked the features of the fairer sex that drew so much attention. So what in the world did the body of Dylan Driscoll have?
Scars.
Well, others did have scars, but Dylan were his and his alone. The newer flesh of multiple lacerations sliced across his back, and on his front, just out of sight of those behind him, were the closed up entry wounds of three bullets. The cause of those would be known to most here, but only one was aware of how he'd gotten most of his marks.

"...hey, Beru..." Finally rejoining the conversation, Dylan called out to the blonde girl, allowing himself a small glance so he wasn't addressing her without even looking at her. His blush from looking was immediately obvious, and he quickly snapped his head back to look in front of him.
"Y-You said something about washing each other's backs, right?" He asked her, though he worried he was embarrassing himself if she had just been joking.
"W-would you be able to... get at these for me?" He used his thumb to point out the bits on his back, though really he just needed a general scrubbing. Not as if he could ask anyone else here to do it either.
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Mia's suggestion of an orgy aside, attitudes about nudity varied wildly depending on where you were. Mixed bathing was something of a rarity, but to Takeru at least it didn't seem like something to get all worked up over. Surely, he reasoned, it wasn't like any of them had never seen a member of the opposite sex naked before, and the guys all had basically the same equipment at one another.

If the three girls were somewhat on the buxom side, well, that was something the boys should be glad for, wasn't it?

"Coincidence," Takeru answered Tork's question matter-of-factly; hopefully a perfectly normal conversation would help lower Tork's steam levels. "I got mine done before I ever knew the Princess existed, and I'm pretty sure hers is likewise. Though," he added in a conspiratorial tone, as though what he was about to say was a serious secret and not some bullshit he just made up, "I heard she had the artist who did it blinded after he was done. You know, for being a peasant who saw such a noble lady naked."

That might not help though, since now they were all the ones seeing her naked.

What panic there was going on, Mia seemed to be fanning for her own amusement, enough of an exhibitionist to want to show off, while also enough of a princess to keep the goods just decently covered, even if she was groping herself in the meantime. That she soon exchanged groping targets, promising Beru that she could size the other girl for a bra by hand, got little more than a faint snort from Igarashi.

He had to live with Mia, after all. He spent nearly every waking moment around the princess, and saw her at her most imperious as well as her most perverted and playful.

None of this was a surprise to him.

Mia's thrown towel hit him in the face, but the tall young man casually took it, and folded it beside the spring; it would be extremely bad manners to get a towel in the water, after all.

His dark eyes followed the Silver Princess as she slid up alongside him, though she sank deeper into the water than he did, leaving his arms draped over the sides of the spring. Certainly, he didn't mind the closeness, though he wasn't sure it particularly helped the polite fiction that there was nothing out of the ordinary going on between them.

"Do you have a checklist of girls whose boobs you're going to grab?" he wondered of her while she luxuriated in the water, her head tilting back against the side of the spring and her eyes closing. "Or is it pure opportunism...? The girls' locker room at UA became a dangerous place when you joined the school."

But Takeru wasn't immune to the relaxing effects of the soak either, letting out a slow, slightly shaky breath as he turned his dark eyes up at the sky. Low, rumbling sounds occasionally resonated in his chest as perhaps tension he didn't even know he had leached away in the hot spring water.

Idly, he watched as Dylan tried to talk to Beru, though it was a bit difficult if he couldn't bring himself to look directly at the girl. Well, nobody could blame the guy if he needed help, especially after the fall he took... Not that Takeru seemed like he was going to move from where he was to offer his assistance, anytime soon. Instead, his attention roamed sidelong to Mia again, watching her relax.

He shivered, faintly; with his upper chest out of the water, he was getting more of a mix of hot and cold than the bathers who'd elected to almost totally submerge themselves, it seemed.
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Of course in the chaos that followed the boy's entrance to the onsen, Beru also noticed Mia's tattoo, a dragon decorated along her hip and leg, much in like the same yakuza style that Takeru had on his back. Matching tattoos?! The consequences of such coincidence only meant that the pair were even more a perfect match! Tork's question and Takeru's response even confirmed that it was nothing but coincidence, a coincidence that wasn't just circumstance but a sign that even before they had ever met, their destiny to fall for one another was already in the making. It was simply fated to be! They were indeed the absolute perfect couple. Two teens caught in danger with the dark sides of organized crime, the Mafia and the yakuza, yet still vulnerable to those just as dangerous emotions as love and romance, what more of a perfect situation could such a pairing exist?!

With Beru daydreaming away about her in fact, real life one true pairing, Xiao Xiao on her shoulder stared at the blonde in wonder of what exactly she was thinking. Her daydreaming however, was just as easily interuppted as Mia commented on the blonde's rather gracious curves. Blushing at the compliment, Beru giggled with naive smile. "Alright Mia-chan!" Again, not feeling one bit of self consciousness about her body,  Beru didn't seem at all phased by Mia's request to feel her breasts on a more intimate level. With Mia's such free spirited playfulness about the situation, Beru's near unbelievable amount of innocence complemented... nicely? (Especially for the male audience in concern, if they so chose to watch) As the silver haired blonde came up from behind and placed her hands upon the blonde's chest, Beru couldn't help but giggle aloud once more, herself being extremely ticklish in such sensitive areas. "O-oh...! Hehe... hehe! M-Mia-chan that tickles!" When the Italian was done, the blonde finally was able to catch her breathe, still giggling and blushing rather profusely now that she had been offered for a custom fitting from Mia's lingerie specialist. "W-wow Mia-chan... S-Sure, I guess if that's okay with you." It seemed to another thing rich people were afforded to do and again, Beru was humbled that she could be allowed to experience such things too by such a generous heiress!

Mia would soon throw a towel at Takeru, who caught it and neatly set it aside. Then she had made her way next to tall and dark haired teen, relaxing herself right beside him. And once again, Beru was taking a mental picture of how adorable the two happened to be together. The rest of the teens all too began quietly relaxing as their initial panic was winding down somewhat, even if they all just happened to be in a mixed onsen together. But soon, Beru would hear her name called rather shyly.

She looked over to find the Welsh teen remaining had situated himself slightly away from the others, tilting her head at why for some reason he wasn't looking directly at her despite calling her out. However once Dylan mentioned that he would have liked a back washing, just as Beru had first excitedly described when she had first entered the onsen, the blonde clapped her hands in excitement, splashing a bit of water around her. "O-of course, Dylan-kun!" She made her way over to him with hesitation, gently coming around to his back. Of course, the blonde would remember his injury from way back at the gala, being the one who had treated him when she had noticed the fact he had been injured. Xiao Xiao swam from her shoulder to the edge of the onsen, grabbing a small wash towel and then returning to Beru's side and giving her the towel. He too had been there when the Brunette had been injured, so to an extent he understood his injuries just as Beru did.

"It's healing rather nicely." She said to him as she carefully raised the towel to his back, softly attending to the wounds with the towel, letting the hot, soothing waters of the onsen run down his exposed skin. Xiao Xiao too was observing the interaction between Beru and Dylan, though he did understand the boy's injuries, he still had to make he wasn't getting too to his beloved Beru. Beru had rolled her eyes at Xiao Xiao's still stubborn reaction, laughing a little once again. Her voice went softer as her head went closer to Dylan's ear, speaking to him in a slightly teasing fashion.

"I'm just glad you're okay, oniisan."

Perhaps she had learned a thing or two from the silver haired heiress. Playful giggles rang through the onsen, likely at whatever reaction the Welsh teen would provide. It would only be understood by herself and Dylan, and probably one of the few funny memories regarding the disastrous gala that had happened only a week ago. But was it really just a week ago? It seemed much longer than that and everyone who had been there now was here, alive and well. But she was truly thankful that not only he survived, but she did and that everyone else had. She was glad that Mia had arranged such a vacation for all of them together, to monetarily forget about the past, make it was almost like it had never happened.

Because they were all still just kids after all.
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The idea that Mia Bellacanto may have acquired Beru Kemono as a disciple in mischief-making would probably be considered by many to be a terrifying notion, but the silver-haired girl looked particularly pleased when the curvy blonde didn't at all take umbrage to her touches and comments. As she settled a little lower than Takeru at the water, she took a deep breath and proceeded to enjoy her soak.

Dylan's embarrassed state when the other girl moved to wash his back had her smiling faintly, taking the time to address Takeru's quip about a boob-grabbing checklist now that she was perfectly situated where she was. "Nonsense," she replied mildly, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. "And leave that sort of evidence behind to act as a warning for my potential victims? I thought you thought me craftier than that."

Her right arm shifted under the water, seemingly oblivious to her bodyguard's overt enjoyment of the water. Hot springs were a luxury not many people indulged in, but the onsen experience was very particularly Japanese. The dark-haired youth was a hard read in general, and he wasn't the sort to revel in luxuries either, having led a rather practical and spartan lifestyle until she came along...but he seemed to be enjoying this more than most of the other things she made him try since moving in with her.

A small, feline smile curled up on her lips at that, feminine and feline in its satisfaction.

She relaxed there for about half an hour, before her lashes flickered open at the remembrance of the hour. Slowly, she turned her back to the others, gathering up the towel that Takeru folded on the side, straightening up so she could band it tightly around her slender curves and keep her modest. Bending over slightly, she washed both her arms and her hands, splashing some of the water on her face afterwards.

"I should see to dinner back at the lodge, I think it's my turn to prepare something, yes?" she wondered out loud, a long, slender leg clambering up over the edge of the pool. "I'll see you all back there."

With a wink at the rest, she turned around to head for the gate.
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