The grass rippled gently, the slightest hiss of afternoon wind whispered through blades of grass and leaves of trees to Nobu. His eyelashes fluttered at the relaxing sound. He looked at peace with himself, laying still in the grass. His arms were folded, and his heels together. His toes were pointing straight into the sky, occasionally rocking to the sides, only to tap the sides of his shoes together.

The art in napping on the school grounds was in letting yourself rest without letting your hearing drop off and missing the school bell. Nobu would have called it prone meditation, but he didn't want to incorrectly label his daily rituals. He just wanted to enjoy the time that he took to himself; and hopefully he could have that without someone tripping over him, or kicking him for no good reason.

With his sky-blue scarf as his pillow, and his navy-blue jacket as his blanket, and his denim jeans to protect his legs from the tickling itch of grass blades, he seemed exceptionally comfy. It must have been dreadfully strange to see, though. Perhaps someone of a more curious nature would approach him, making sure he was alright; but most students shrugged it off. Many students were used to Nobu doing 'strange' things, so they oft felt it best to leave him be.

You couldn't tell from looking at him, but he'd actually been mulling over his position on relationships. Did he really need a woman in his life? Was it an emotional, intellectual, or strictly biological desire? Was he going about approaching women in the right way, or should he wait for one to come to him? Whatever the case was, it was a frustrating topic to figure out. He grunted slightly out of confusion, drawing the jacket closer to his face before rubbing his pointed nose against the collar. It was an embarrassingly tender scene of insecurity for any sneaking onlooker to witness, but only if they saw it for what it really was.

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The day was surprisingly nice Hanahi thought and she could read somewhere outside over her lunch while ignoring the protestations of her stomach for only giving it a single piece of bread with a red bean jelly core.

She came to a stop when she spotted a male student laying near an out cropping of trees. The strand of sky wrapped around his neck told her who it was, Nobu, she mouthed his name to herself. He'd be interesting if he wasn't so lazy, but he was.

She stopped from him a score of metres between them. From here she could see that he was asleep, she puffed out her cheeks with the realization. She realized that it annoyed her far more than it should, and yet she couldn't shake it. Just behind him there was a tree, with that she had an idea, she walked quietly in a long arc until she was on the opposite side of the tree. Placing her bag safely on the ground. She hopped up and grabbed onto a low hanging branch and slowly pulled herself into the tree. Nimbly she moved from branch to branch around the trunk of the tree and finally dropped down so she was hanging from the branch that was closest to him. She shimmied out until she was directly over him, from what she could see he hadn't noticed her. Only now did it occure to her that if he happened to open his eyes he would have a clear view up her skirt and seen the hotpink boyshorts she had on under her skirt.

When she was out as far as she felt the branch would let her go, she swung herself down, managing to land ontop of him, her legs hitting down on either side of him. She had to fight the urge to punch him in the sternum. "Wakey Waky, Nobu-gome."

After a quick and involuntary grunt from being jumped on, Nobu's eyelashes slowly fluttered open in disbelief. Only the slightest sliver of shimmering brown could be seen between his sleepy lashes. Although, his terribly sleepy eyes were quickly overpowered by his reddening cheeks. With a sudden streak of confidence, he wriggled his chin from under his jacket and answered her greeting with a smile.

"How funny," he mused aloud, "... Okā-san always said I'd have pretty girls falling in my lap. I wasn't aware she was being so literal." He shuffled about, bending from the waist up to greet her properly. His eyes had finally opened to their regular docile state. It was hard to tell if Nobu had ever been fully alert in his life, especially considering they way he'd reacted to being jumped on. He was acting as if she'd warned him of her arrival in advance, which clearly wasn't the case.

"What brings you here, Hanahi-chan? What stillness bores you so much, that you wake the sleeping," he teased, playfully. "Did you come to Nap, as well? My jacket is cozy; and has room for two, if you're comfortable with huddling up." Nobu lightened the severity of his offer with a few swing of the empty arms of his jacket. He give her the occasional biff and puff on the arm or shoulder, but that didn't mean he was above a tender display with someone he considered friendly. After all, if she was comfortable enough to land on him, surely a chat in the grass wouldn't offend.

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Hanahi continued to sit on Nobu's stomach as he spoke until he asked her what she was doing there. "Oh you know, my heart quivers when I'm not with you." She spoke those words dryly as she inspected her finger nails as if they were of more concern. She pauses when he offered to let her into his coat, and after a moment grabs his scarf, and starts pulling on it to tighten it around his neck. "When in all the time that I've known you ever engaged in any PDA?" The idea of cuddling with him, wasn't something she was willing to entertain at the moment, or at the very least the reaction she would get from the other students wasn't something that she wanted to hear, eighteen days and already a boyfriend at the school, that could only lead to one type of rumour.

She sighed letting go of the scarf. "Either way, I'm bored out of my mind, I've already eaten my lunch and my sister, Hanakou is nowhere to be found. So that mean... and it truly pains me to say this, are my only hope for not having a dreadfully boring lunch." She looked away from him, a small flush coming to her face as she admitted that she needed him for anything.

"Ouch," Nobu croaked slightly offended by the fact she'd outlined him as her last resort. The glimmer of seer glee faded from his eyes, as he began to feel more like a hostage than an entertainer. "You didn't need to say it like that."

Nobu put himself back to rest; laying back in the grass as he stared off into the sky. He didn't seem to fuss that she'd been sitting on him. She said that she wasn't one for public affection; yet, there she was, sitting comfortably on him. He paused for a moment, wondering if that was a platonic gesture or not. Most people in such a position were exchanging blows, but she was calmly conversing with him. He wondered what it must look like to onlookers. If he saw this scene, he'd feel the need to leave the pair alone. After all, it seemed like an intimate, and irregular position. Although, strange or not, it was how Hanahi-chan chose to express herself. She was even blushing when she spoke to him. There was likely more to how she felt than just what she was willing to say.

"If you wanted someone to talk to, I've been more than willing from the very start. So, I'm guessing you're rather tightly knit with your sister, ne?" Nobu closed his eyes and drew conclusion from his observations. "It must be rather embarrassing --  realizing how nude you can feel, when something you rely on disappears so suddenly."

Her thigh was the only thing he could comfortably reach, so she gave it a compassionate pat, explaining, "I know the feeling. Many people do. It's actually what I'm trying to avoid most in my life. I try my best to be free floating, and extroverted; prepared for any change. That doesn't stop me from sometimes ignoring my own beliefs, though. Sometimes the 'traditional' thing is more important than being a 'free spirit.' I try to be a selfless person, so I avoid causing a scene for others when I can."

He shrugged slightly, hoping he'd succeeded in comforting her. "What do you normally talk to your sister about?  We could try talking about it! I'm a pretty accepting guy, maybe with some time, you'll have another best friend..!" Nobu couldn't help but smile softly at her as he closed his little speech. He found it touching, even if it'd probably just annoy her.

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Hanahi smiled a little to herself as he spoke. "Actually I do have to say it like that, it's in the student handbook, on page three." She gave him a shrug as if there was nothing that she could do about this state of affairs.

There was nothing that Hanahi could do but blink with surprise when she was asked if she and Hanakou were close. "We're identical twins." She replied to that question as if he should have known this. When he goes on to use the word nude Hanahi's mind goes blank. The scarf that she'd been holding this whole time, letting it flutter down to him in the gentle breeze. Her face was quickly turning red, and she felt her body curling forwards until her head was pressed against his torso, and her hands stretched out to touch his shoulders.

She patted him a few times while she regained her composure. Slowly she picked up her face so she could look at him. "Please don't talk about nudity with me, it's like having a puppy ask you about pregnancy, it's just too strange." She let out a slow breath feeling that she had calmed down from the words that had shocked her so much. She sat back up, giving a quick glance around, not bothering to get off of him.

Hanahi pursed her lips as he asked what she and Hanakou would normally talk about. The thought for a long moment before answering him. "So... There's this guy on my track team, and he's sporting one of those 'Sony My First mustache' things, and he's super proud of the thing, to make it worse he's not one of the american students, that to be honest seem oddly abundant here, but that's a different matter. So that mean's it's all splotchy, and I just can't stand the thought of the idea of necking with a guy like that. But his ass is just so fine. What would you do?" She had a thin smile on her face as she asked him, not really expecting an answer.

He wasn't sure exactly why the word 'nude' was such a problem. What was this whole 'puppy' thing about? Dogs can't talk -- why was he a dog? He doubted just how much she'd been listening to him, after she trivialized everything she had to say about himself.

What was she doing? Why was she grabbing him? Why was her head on his chest. Was she saying he was cute, like a puppy? Is that  what this was all about? His arms awkwardly hovered over her for a moment. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to hug her, but quickly enough she brought herself to rise again. Nobu's nose twitched noticeably as he tried to hide the fact that he was about to hold her at all.

Right while his heart and mind were going a mile a minute, she slapped him with a heck of a question. It concerned her feelings for another guy. Nobu  couldn't help but feel the slightest bit jealous. He wondered why she was talking to him, if she cared so much about this mustache guy. "Uh," Nobu squeaked, unsure how to answer such a question, before quietly cocking his head and putting himself in her shoes. He was totally able to answer her, right up until he mentioned his butt. It certainly wasn't something he was ready to answer, as evident by the how wide his startled eyes managed to open. "I... I'd say -- the male ego is a rather fragile thing. If you really want to express your attractions, I would mention both the compliment and the critique at once."

The surprise had yet to leave Nobu's eyes. His eyes spaced slightly from each other as he stared into the horizon. He imagined standing before another man, imagining what it'd be like to be a heterosexual woman. "I'd say something like, 'Good morning, Mustache-kun. Is that a mustache you're growing..? That's a pity, someone with such a cute butt should have a nice, clean face,' uh,"

Nobu's eyes rolled back to look at her. For some reason he got this looming sense of judgement from Hanahi. His eyebrows furrowed ever-so-slightly at her reaction. "... or, whatever; however you girls flirt with people and stuff... I'm assuming a lot of things. If we were talking about dating him, I'd need to know more about him than just his facial hair and butt."

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As Nobu spoke Hanahi couldn't help but bury her face in her hands. She wanted to laugh at what he was saying it was just so corny. "Oh my god, you're such a dweeb." Her mind was having a hard time accepting just what he had said, and worse how he had said it, she wondered if he was teasing her, though that made her ask the question of if a puppy could even tease someone.

After a moment she let herself fall to the side and off of him. And let herself continue to role until she was on her back. Slowly she picked herself up and sat so that she was now on her knees while facing him, careful to make sure that he nor anyone else would get a show of what she had on underneath. She just watched him, her hands on her knees itching to go and do something, just about anything even if she doubted he would suggest something cool to do.

He opened his heart to her, trying his best to fill the roll of her sister, and all he got in exchange was being called a 'dweeb.' It was disappointingly typical, but he wasn't sure what he was expecting. Only then did she unexpectedly remove herself from her roost atop him. He couldn't help but connect the two. Was she no longer comfortable with him, now that she'd changed her position? The silent staring was driving him mad. He needed to say something.

"What," he prodded, slightly offended. "... is sister time over already? One question and you're done talking? I tried my best to be girly for you, okay?"

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Hanahi blinked as Nobu spoke, he couldn't actually be hurt by this, could he have been? She bit her lip as it seemed like he might just actually be. When he finally stopped talking, Hanahi pressed her face into her hand, as she, taking the moment to figure out what to do. A moment later she lets out a sigh and takes her hand away from her face.

Carefully she looks around, making sure that no one is watching the two of them, after several long moments of checking she's finally convinced that no one is watching them. Slowly she leans in towards him and once their faces are only a hand full of centimetres apart she whispers to him. "You were a fine sister, thanks for talking to me, but if you tell anyone about this part... I'll neuter you." Her tone was light and musical as she spoke until those last three words when it sounded like she might just do it. Then Hanahi gave Nobu a kiss on his cheek. Just a short quick peck, but solid and complete. Once she pulled away, she backed up, and scooted her body around so that she wasn't facing him anymore, giving her a few precious moments to compose herself.

Nobu decided that he should join her in being seated. It might look silly for her to be sitting next to him as he lay in the grass. He managed to lift his head from the ground, only to find himself with a cheek full of girl lips. His eyes could only widen in shock. He was only getting more any more confused by this girl. If that kiss on the cheek was supposed to be a platonic gesture, why would she care about who he told? Unless it wasn't platonic? His cheeks flushed again, contrasted by his otherwise fair and feminine complexion. What could he possibly say, now?

"Ueh--," Nobu stuttered, afraid that whatever he had to say would just end up ruining whatever moment may have been. "T-thank you; I don't know what your cause for discretion is, but I'll respect it. W-was there anything else? Or were you expecting something else from me?"

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