A new student and arrival(Open)

[kusaji]

“Yes another order of orange chicken, and mixed veggies and another fried rice rice, 45 minutes till delivery? Got ya well see ya then.[/b]”

Listening to her words figuring out her future he smiled remembering being just like that a few years back. He’d smile and shake his head some and looked in her eyes as she seemed to be confused on her life in the future so he took a breath and looked in her eyes softly.

“I am sure whatever your heart settles on you will be great at, and dance well you certainly have the build for it, with practice I am sure you’ll be great. Don’t worry about it and just let your heart guide you, it won’t ever be wrong.[/b]”

He remembered his mother telling him the same thing basically when he didn’t know what to do or was at a crossroads in life. He’d smile at the memory and look at her as she asked him what he wanted to do. His lips twisted into a thoughtful pause and raise his eyebrows some in thought. His arms fold behind his head and looks up at the ceiling of the car.

“Lets see, well I wanna make sure all my stuff is here and not damaged. Then we can play video games. Or watch television then eat, and then take you home outside of that … I am not sure.[/b]”

Letting his arms down after his back popped and stretched crackling it into pace and yawns softly as his thought out plan was very vague.

[evilinnocent]

" Fried rice" She repeated and shuttered, her face wrinkled at the thought of it. She never like fried rice it ruin the simple taste of the white rice. But she would just pick around itlike she always did or throw it away when he wasnt looking.

" I would fallow my heart if I knew what it wanted too...."She said as she looked at him. "All I do know is I love clothing and I like to dance then put a blade on top of that I would be in heaven. ..Wow I am a very simple person..." She joked as she looked at him. " So one of my 'friends' been talking about anime a lot" she babbled about anything she could right now.

[kusaji]

“Oh, yea… well that’s ok, I ordered a white rice as well so you can have that one and all is better, ia am sorry, such a clutz sometimes.[/b]”

The driver having reached his destination as he pulled up in front of a 3 story building that was once a apartment building being redone and worked on with bamboo roofing and looking more and more like a oriental styled house. The compound seemed to be off on its own within the sub-development center. The roof a red curved top driving into a Japanese style roof, the bricks being redone as the once condemned building was being remade slowly into live able conditions. Looking at the billboard the Yoshida family insignia was there as he shook his head. The car halted and the door opened as he stepped out he’d offer his hand to Bernie and smiled at her peeking inside.

“Well, Home sweet home, Guess my father went all out to make sure my living conditions were met. Sheesh I didn’t expect this.[/b]”

The look upon the building at least the exterior looks slowly reminded him of his home back in Japan. His breath eased as a little bit of home was here in the strange place. The construction tables and such still set up as renovations were surely still going on. Knowing his father meant he lived on the top floor and the middle floor was broken away and now the downstairs was his dojo or at least what would be the beginning of it. He’d wait for her to get outside as he looked around the moderate sized yard surrounding the house. His eyes raised up and looked surprised at all his father and mother did to keep him away from home.

“Sorry, for sounding surprised just this is the first time I’ve been here since well… I stepped off the plane.[/b]”

[evilinnocent]

“Ok you can have the white rice if you want it I will be fine I really will. It Ok really…” She said with a smiled as she looked at him. Slowly Bernie bites her lip as she slid out of the limo, her eyes taking in the whole place.

The architecture was beautiful and she loved how peaceful it seemed to be even if it wasn’t done. The three stories made her eyes grow wide as she looked around. She never saw anything like the way the house looked. Well at least up close it was all in pictures and they didn’t do it justice.

Slowly she walked a few feet from the limo as she kept looking at the house with awe. Wondering how the inside would look like as she walked closer to Kusa. She acted as if she was lost and in a way she was it was like stepping out of the city to her. She was out of her element and was thrust into some place that seemed strange to her.

“It is different to me I never seen a place like this before unless you count the pictures in books or the things on the TV. “ She said in a soft voice, the awe could be heard as her eyes moved a mile a minute taking in everything around her. “I feel out of place here…almost as if I walking into a sanctuary of one’s home, a place where most will not step foot in. I feel honored and at the same time I feel like I am invading this place. “

Sighing as Bernie looked down. " I feel if I step too far in I may taint it with my way...my thoughts. "She shook her head as she tried to explain what she was feeling to him. It felt to her as if her kind should walk away and not come back ever.

[kusaji]

“Nah I’ll just cook some white rice if I want some, I am sure my father fully stocked it with groceries and normal Japanese food, least… I hope so he said everything but the dojo part was done, and exterior walls so I would guess it’s all done.[/b]”

He’d smile at her as he closed the door to the limo and nodded to the driver who drove away when it was time to take her home, he’d call the limo again. He’d snap close his phone. The food would be there in about 15 more minutes thinking of good timing. He’d walk and open the gate as he opened the lock and opened the gate, he’d await for her to step into the yard.

He’d lean against the gate looking at the green grass and then bent down to touch the soft grass with his fingers, feeling its rather soft contour and glades of weed less ground beneath his hand. The grass wasn’t like grass at home this was much more dense and soft compared to the harder brittle ground of home. The feel of the place however carried a familiar aura welcoming him into its grasp.

“Then you should actually go to Japan, this place is nothing compared to the houses there. Hmm that’s a odd feeling trust me though you’re not invading at all, in fact you’re welcome here anytime you want to. I wouldn’t mind your company at all.[/b]”

Soft words fell through the air to her as he welcomed her into well at least this far into his yard, but further she’d be in the inside. He’d take the keys from the gates lock and dangle them in his hands. He’d watch her reactions just as she seemed in awe, her next words made him smile and reach his hand into hers, letting his fingers reach to her.

“Good, taint away then m’dear I like your thoughts and ideals in this place then. That way I have a little bit of my two favorite things. You and well my home.[/b]”

[evilinnocent]

Bernie smiled at him her ears taking in what he said as she seemed to perk up a bit. “I just prefer white you know what do you think of it white rice? Or do you like fried rice; I don’t think they make it very well over here. The peas are dried out and so are all the veggies they put in it. It is gross I swear…”

Slowly looking around it as she walked through the gate as she took tentative steps in, she still felt like she was tainting in. A gust wind blew around her whipping the dress around her legs as soon as walked into the fenced area. It felt like it was telling her to leave, looking back at Kusa she held out her hand to him seeing if he would take it. She needed to feel his acceptance of her as a look of panic touched her face.

Bernie wondered why she felt like this, she felt so weird here and really didn’t like it. She wanted to hunt to stalk right now and she really didn’t understand why. The best was asleep but it was her human side that wanted this, and in a way she couldn’t understand it. She didn’t truly understand the feelings she was feeling, lust and longing was new to her. And her trying to understand it made her feel weak like she used to be before she was turned.

[kusaji]

“To tell you the truth I like white rice the best, because of sticky rice… I’ve never had fried rice so I am going to try it, I can fix sticky rice if I don’t like the fried rice .Veggies and rice? Oh that’s already upsetting my stomach, hmm I won’t be eating that, looks like I get to use my new rice steamer.[/b]”

His words were easy and soft as he watched as the wind blew through the air and around her skirt causing him to smile. He could sense her uneasiness and it made a furrow upon his brow. His hand slowly went to hers and locked together at their fingers with each one laced around the other. His fingers slide into position and playfully spin her so that her back is against his chest. His lips touch the back of her head and together they walk forwards. His hand dropping to her waist.

“Your ok here, I promise and your safe, no one here but you and I, no one can hurt you. I don’t know what you’re feeling, but your perfectly welcomed here by me.[/b]”

His voice tried to calm her and let his fingers trail just to caress her tummy as his fingers caressed hers that were being held, a smile developed on his lips as they walked up the walk way. Holding his keys in the hand that was against her tummy his nose touched her hair taking in her scent. He could feel her panic and it alone as he touched his head on hers trying to calm her with his own presence.

“Don’t worry it’ll be ok just tell yourself that and accept the changes within the place, I feel a welcoming within the place because I am happy that its place like home.[/b]”

Smiling as they stepped onto the threshold of the house and his fingers left the key in the hole and unlocked the door and looked over her shoulder as he just about opened it.

[evilinnocent]

Bernie smiled at him as she sighed, his hands made her feel calm and relaxed. Slowly the calm showed on her face. “Well that is good to know love I would hate it if you didn't want me here. What would I do then Humm...I would cry a lot...Maybe even waste away from not eating at all." She joked with him as she held onto his hand.

She wanted to touch him wanted more then she didn't think it as wise to fallow that emotion. She tried to deal with the craving of more, and she was doing good.

'I will be good I will be good....I must behave or bad things will happen to me and to others' She kept saying in her mind over and over again, slowly she looked at the ground. Falling apart as she looked back up into his eyes. She sighed. 'Come on Bernie girl you need to stop thinking what you are thinking'

"So what are our plans then...we could watch tv or a movie here..." She trailed off as she showed a big smile on her face as it flushed. Her mind flashed to heat, sweat, and passion, she shook her head again as she tried to calm herself. "So tell me about the knives you like to use for cooking...."

[kusaji]

“Well I couldn’t have that such a beautiful girl crying and wasting away, nah.. I think I’ll just keep you happy that way you will always know something out there cares for you a lot.[/b]”

The words were a soft caress of air along her ear as he twisted the handle to the door. As he figured the dojo part was where 2 floors used to be running the length of the house. Bamboo slats smoothed and tied traditionally together lined the flooring. The walls with layered white paper like screen walls and wooden slats at the bottom. Earthy tones lightened the ceiling with Japanese paper lanterns hung correctly, the space its self however was barren, and nothing sat up at all. He’d look around and smile touching the walls with his free hand. The back of the dojo held two sliding doors; he’d guess that is where the staircase would be. He’d take off his shoes and then pick them up as he walked inside. Looking to the left 2 pairs of tabi foot sandals were waiting, he’d slide both pair out; he’d step in with his socks and then put on the sandals. He’d offer her a pair as well.

“Shoes will mark the bamboo up, don’t want that to happen at all that way I don’t have to clean it as much.[/b]”

Looking at her he could tell thoughts were formulating within her mind. And he turned his head a bit to look at her with a smile as he let his fingers move back to hers and caress the soft flesh holding them still as he looked around at the pseudo dojo hidden in his house. A accomplishment he’d fix later with the swords hanging up and practice wooden blades as well.

“What ya thinking love?... and sure we can watch a movie and eat here if you want to, i didn’t have much planned. Hmm, and knives I like to use… I use a assortment of cutlery, most of them tailored from the families sword smith, they do kitchen cutlery as their profession, and like their swords their edges are incomparable they never dull and do perfect clean edged cutting.[/b]”

He’d smile at her a little as he thought about control, and couldn’t let what happened in the theaters to happen here, it’d be worse… the temptation as they are now.

[evilinnocent]

Bernie sighed as she looked around her the place. It seemed so simple yet so elegant. She felt out of place again as she smiled at him and slipped her shoes off. Slowly she looked at the sandals and smiled. “These are so big I will fall over in them, if I try to wear them.”

She looked down as her tiny little feet people used to make fun at her for them. Always being told she had baby feet and it drove her insane at times, one girl told her she was the old Chinese lady’s daughter that lived down the way. That woman her name was Lynn…or something like that had foot binding when she was younger and still showed it on her feet to this day.

Bernie’s face to on a softer light as she thought about Lynn or Loa Loa as she had Bernie call her. Slowly her eyes took a warm glow that a child takes when they see their parents as she thought about the woman. She passed to the spirit realm when Bernie was 12; it was hard on her that is when she changed really to a good girl to a bad ass.

Slipping on the sandals as Bernie looked at him. “I was thinking about something’s that will not happen and then I remembered my Loa Loa…or at lest that is what she had me call her when I was younger. She was a little old lady that I helped after school since I was very young.” She said in soft kind voice, full compassion and warmth. “She taught me to cook and help me grow my hate of fried rice….” Laughing at the last part of it as she shook her head.

Bernie took a few steps in the dojo and smiled as she touched the walls. They were smooth to her touch as she giggled a bit. “This would be great to practice my ballet in the floor is so smooth…I doubt my shoes would scuff it but yeah that is why I go to a dance studio….even if I been lazy and not really working on it.”