A new student and arrival(Open)

[kusaji]

Looking at her his eyes surprised as she walked away and yet could see the teasing hint and further she walked he’d just stand there letting her guise go on with a half cocked smile and leaned on one foot. His hand swung his hoody over his shoulder as he flipped his phone catching the time. He’d look at the closest diners and restaurants they could eat at. His head turned down but his eyes focused on hers.

“I am glad, because… I don’t wanna loose you at all. And hurt huh… well that’s for the scare you gave me in the theater deary.[/b]”

he’d chuckle watching her southern bell like actions and made his lips turn to a smile and his eyebrow arc into the air some. He’d take his feet moving now closer to her and softly just pulls her into a sweet innocent kiss on her lips and just as quickly pulling away looking in her eyes. He’d watch her body language and then smiles playfully at her.

“All you need is a cute blue and white dress, white gloves and a large brimmed hat and white gloves, and you’d pull that off rather perfectly but as you said, yes what to do well if you’re hungry we can go grab dinner, or I can take you home but what to do in between two hours of now and dinner?[/b]”

Realizing he hasn’t even been home a minute since he’s stepped off a plane didn’t seem to matter to him, as he found her and that was much better than going home.

[evilinnocent]

Bernie smiled at him as she looked around, her mind formed that dress in her mind. She nodded as she changed the look of the fabric and colors. She wanted to get that made for her. "I prefer the pink and white or maybe even purple and white. I think it would pretty with a nice cotton and satin."

She scanned the area again as she shrugged, she felt as if there were eyes on her. Shaking her head to get rid of the feeling as she stood there. "What ever you want to do I just need to be home before 10pm tonight you know." She started to walk a bit then stopped then took a few more steps her mind still on the clothing she was making in her mind.

[kusaji]

“Hmm, yes pink or purple would look much better on you than blue, I think you’d look wonderful in a corset and Victorian style dresses.[/b]”

Focusing on her body figure and each posture of her frame, he’d visualize the certain Lolita style on her thinking she’d play the part wonderfully actually. His lips drew in a breath as he shook his head refocusing on what to do. He’d known he had to go home to at least see if his luggage was delivered to his new home and that all of it was passed through customs. He’d look at his phone again and selected the app that would show restaurants, and or just a quick place to get a bite to eat.

“Hmm, well I would like to see if all my luggage was delivered to my place, however I don’t wanna seem like I am just trying to get you back to my place and molest you or something, just I have my guitars and really old swords, and even my custom hand forged blades that went through customs, and I want to make sure they are safe and sound, not scratched or stolen. Some of them have been in my family over 1500 years.[/b]”

Thoughts simply formed on if they were safe seeing their age worried him, that someone may try and steal the blades or worse scratch the original bamboo carved scabbards. His hand however slid into hers and began to walk away hoping he didn’t pull her and that she came on free will. His fingers caressed her own as he paged his driver to meet them outside near the entrance.

“Then after we get some food, then have you home at nine thirty so that I hopefully impress Kisa before our big date.[/b]”

[evilinnocent]

Bernie sighed as she looked around then at him. "I think that would look very hot...even if I lack in certain places." She motion over her chest as she said it. "I mean I cant stuff a corset to look as it there is more." She busted out laughing as she thought of how it would look on her basically flat chest.

Her head shot to him as she looked at him her eyes got wide as he talked about the swords. "You have blades?"She asked as if she was a child. The light in her eyes as she asked told of her love for them. " I am know for my gift with a blade any blade really." She licked her lips "I can imagine the feel of them and the energy they put out. "

[kusaji]

“Love, hot would be a underestimate of what you would look like in that. As far as lacked in some areas, remember Asian females are a lucky B cup if that and they pull off the loli look perfectly, so your built absolutely perfect for it, hell some males in japan pull off corset and skirts, and you’d never know plus I think your chest is perfect.. More than a mouthful is a waste.[/b]”

He’d listen to her laugh and then smiles at her and lets his hands caress his fingers along hers in a soft touch of flesh with his own. His body seemed to relax some as they continued in their steps. The foot to heel motion of his body moved them forwards knowing his driver was waiting on them outside.

“Yea… My family has a long history in Samurai Arts, my family’s sword style served Pre-Meiji, and also sided with the Ashida revolution, I have learned this art since I was 5, the sword art Hieten Kitsurugi or blade of water has been passed down since its founder, through the male side of our family, I still have the original Kikiojediri that my ancestors used, as well as my own hand crafted, I also have the other 12 legendary blades from that era all made by the same swords smith, The blade replicas are made by the same swords smiths family who’s secrets have been also passed down generation to generation. Tradition is where true power lies.[/b]”

He’d tell her his family’s history as well as his blades histories. His eyes lit up thinking about the tradition, and bloodshed on his families’ ancestral swords each cut of flesh the blades would have made known as some of the greatest assassins in the Meiji revolution. He was proud of his family and the history it held so deeply responsible to bringing on the peace of people and end of a terrible reign of shogun. His body moved swiftly and wondered what her talents exactly were with a blade, were they a refined as his the idea caused his lips to curl into a smirk.

“I am guessing you’d like to see them? So my house it is.. I’d also like to see how exactly refined your blade skills are.. I am now interested in exactly what you do know.[/b]”

He was a well known martial artists in the asian circuits of training, his sword skills of the newer generations of the traditional once samurai families were unparalleled, the other families feared how well he was trained. The fact he also knew his mother side of martial arts made him into a rather deadly figure.

[evilinnocent]

Laughter fills the air as she laughed even louder then blushed as she got the last part of it. " I want to see a man in it and if we ever go to a themed party like that I will dress up for you then.. And you know I would love to be a true A maybe even a B...But a mouthful? What do you mean by that?"

Bernie shook her head as she looked at him."I doubt I am as good as you I just know my blades I don't know I never studied any thing really they just sing to me...If you can understand that one. The really great ones sing the most beautiful song it is like the full moon as they call to me. I don't know how to explain it other then that. "

She smiled sometimes she was able to tell how many blades a person had on them. " Why dont we just grab take out and have dinner at your place? It may be easier that way and plus if we are going to do a early night it maybe nicer this way." She smiled at him as she curtsied to him.

[kusaji]

Opened his I Phone and then chose the YouTube app on the phone twisting it, he’d type in the band Versailles and then selected revenant choir as he handed it to her and let her watch the band showing Hizaki in the EGL type style clothing and also let her listen to the music. He’d smile at her hearing her questions causing a shrug on her shoulders.

“I am not sure exactly what it means I just heard it on a lot of American comedy movies when talking about a girls chest.. so I decided to use it, honestly though I like your size I wouldn’t change it about you at all.[/b]”

Walking her out to the front door a new driver was outside holding their door open and awaiting them to step inside the limo that awaited them. His mind went over as he held her hand and would allow her to get in first. He’d smile at her and nodded.

It’s not a song they sing, each well crafted blade holds the spirits... a spirit of the wielders ancestors, and the foes it had slain. It’s a Japanese tradition in making the swords when you receive the blade, that the blades first taste of blood is your own, so it never bites its master . That code is the code of bushido, the ancient samurai code and take out it is, any kind in specific you want?[/b]”

He'd ask her as he let his arms splay around the top of the car and then the door, his foot propping on the side, as he knew his father would kill him, if he ever shown a outsider the blade art so he'd just show her perfect control if she asked to see something. Tossing his hoody on to at least cover his body some from the evening sun.

[evilinnocent]

Bernie smiled at him as she slipped in the limo, slowly her dress moving uo to her upper thigh. Flashing that pale untouched skin as got into a comfortable seat. "Still you know I would love to at lest look my age just alittle...you know I still get told I am to young to wear what I do it drives me insane when I hear it you just have no idea about it." Pouting as she said it, then bit her bottom lip as she thought of what to eat.

"I dont know we can have anything you want really I normal do the Chinese takee outee but it is nothing like you would be used to probly will not even like to tell the truth ..." She smiled at him" it not traditional at all Americanized now..." She looked at him and blushed as she babbled about the food.

Blades did sing to her they away have, it was a song she could even dance to the tune with the trust and slices it tells her to do. To him it may be a soul but to her it was a song, a item that was better then drugs to her. It was almost as good as the moons call, but just as tempting to her.

" No to me it is a song I hear the music from them, I can even see the notes in the form of thrust and slices" her eyes seemed to glow a bit as she talked about it. "They are beautiful living things, they are kind but they bite back if you are not careful." She took a deep breath and smiled again this time with a wicked glint in her eyes

[kusaji]

“Hmm, as far as looking your age, just think... when you’re like 50… you’ll look 20, but I am not sure I like the way you look, but if you don’t then see what you can do about it? We have to be happy with ourselves above all and who knows they could just grow… I think, not sure how it works.[/b]”

He’d watch her as she slipped in and then moved quickly in beside her as the driver shut the door behind him and then settled in the driver’s seat. He’d lower the black sight shield between them and the front leaving them in perfect privacy usually except this moment. The large built Italian male lowered his shades staring through the rear view mirror.

“Where to Mr. Yoshida?”

“Home please, and its Kusaji… no need to be formal[/b]”

“Home it is sir.”

The black partition would slowly roll back up leaving them in solace again. The roar of the engine came alive and the car began moving towards the Westside and the building he was sure his father had bought and made into his living space. He’d sigh as he looked at his I-Phone and then looked around at people who delivered around them seeing only Chinese food places around them he’d chuckle some wondering what they did have so would at least figure what kind of food they had, if it was that bad he’d just cook but who knew at this time. Selecting the restaurant known as panda express, he’d wait on the ringing.

“Guess Chinese it is, I might as well try it what do you want?[/b]”

Waiting on her answer, he’d tell the person on the other end of the phone his name, and address to where it would need to be delivered and hearing the usual specials. He’d tell the person to hold on as they got their order ready. He’d smile at her and let his hand slide over her own and caress her soft skin slightly with his fingertips lightly caressing them in her palm.

“I see, so to you the souls outreach is a song, and metaphysical notes… interesting, I just feel the command of the blade and follow it… and if the sword bites back, it’s because the song in your case is to strong or you forgot to respect it, and I doubt you’d forget to respect a blade however I didn’t since a warrior spirits within you, if you refined it I am sure your understanding of a blade and its song would be deadlier.[/b]”

He’d wait on her to tell him what she wanted as far as food, and then spoke in the phone, ordering a general tso’s chicken and an order of fried rice and steamed rice, as well as sweet and sour chicken, and some orange chicken figuring broad spectrum of food wouldn’t be bad at all he could try a little bit of everything.

[evilinnocent]

"Orange chicken with mix veggies and white rice" Bernie said as she looked around her eyes falling on to the black sight shield and sighed. "May be I am not so sure I want to do that yet though....I was told I get to pick what I want to do...I may yet become a dancer still...I am not as good as Kisa is but still like to dance. Then there is designing clothing...."

She looked at Kusa as she shook her head. " There is so many things I have to think about and i have less then a year to do it now..." She smiled at him. "Enough of that talk lets move to somthing better....SO what do you want to do at your house?"