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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā "Ah.. magical in itās own right you called that one?"
Ī£ ā Harumi stared blankly at the older man and had thought of about to ask him to buy her a new one for her to eat. Itās one of her favourite after all but was stolen by this stranger.
Ā Ā "Rate? Should I really see that as a magic show when you just took it quickly before I notice that?" She had an orange juice she also brought along with the meat bun but already drank that half of it.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā "ādid you always trick girls like this, sir?"
"You say 'trick' where I say 'charm'," he mused playfully. "And yes, I tend to do it a lot! Though in cases where I take their, oh I don't know, delicious food, I do have some manners and repay them for the meal."
He cleaned his fingers off with a napkin, which was later tossed in the garbage, and smiled down at the girl. "So, what do you say to me buying you another meat bun for being such a good sport?"
"ā¦Brighter?" She found that rather insulting, "and I suppose you think I look horrid, do you?ā In all honesty, she couldnātĀ care less if someone hated how she looked. But, once more, sheĀ was determined to see his reaction to her statement.Ā Her attention drew to the nail polish. Orange? Well. Itās tolerable.Ā It wouldnāt fit her. She knows that for sure. But she hoped to buy nail polish remover after this.Ā Straight after this.Ā
Tsuki didnāt comment about the nail polish. Instead, she took out her left hand to him, spreading her fingers. āGo on.āĀ She would do it herself but Haratsuki has never used nail polish before. So this is also a learning experience.
"No!" Nobu quickly said, shaking his head vigorously. "No no no no! I don't think you look horrid at all! You're cute!" Well shit, that didn't sound any better and Nobu knew it. This girl had to be younger than eighteen from her appearance. "Well I meant...look!" he breathed out, scratching his head. "I meant that bright colors give off a brighter image! I mean some people look great with darker colors but....I'm gonna shut up now," he lowered his head in defeat, wordlessly taking her hand gently and started to work.
"Say, what's your name anyways?" he finally asked after some silence had passed, coating her nails in the brilliant orange. "It's a shame to be able to paint your nails, but not know your name. I'm Nobu."
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Blue optics widen significantly. His body tenses at the maleās touch, not expecting the other to suddenly touch him; his heart rate increases tenfold. At this point, he believes that the male was trying to attack him, instead of helping. He had never beenĀ physicallyĀ attacked like this before, usually kids in his school would just throw things at him orĀ mess up his personal belongings. If only Izumi hadnāt been in his little depressed state, then he would have heard the male talking to him.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā His mind goes blank as his hand reels back, getting ready to attack the male before him. All previous thoughts of his little depression and trying to get away from the stranger were gone. The only thing on his mind is defending himself. āLet me go!! Leave me aloneā, he yells out, bringing his fist forward, aiming for the maleās face.
"Hey, hey! Easy ther--"
Nobu did not have enough time to get his hands off the other's shoulder. He didn't even have enough time to finish his sentence, but his mind had plenty of time to think about the fact that he really did regret taking this kid's stupid meat bun. The very sudden collision to his face shocked him, making him stagger back and trip backwards. His mind was working as fast as it could to process what the hell just happened, but he did finally lift his hand away from the boy in attempt to prevent him from falling with him.
"Wait! Wait a second!" Nobu shouted, scrambling to sit upright and bringing his palms up bare. All that his mind could understand was this kid just freaked out on him and punched him, and now his face was throbbing and his glasses were askew. "I'm sorry I ate your bun! I fully intended to repay! It was a prank!"
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"Alright, alright. Weāre in no rush here." Her voice was monotoneĀ but her expression was that of competitiveness. She simplyĀ hadĀ to choose pink. No doubt about it. It may seem an obvious choice but - stereotypically - its unheard of to see a man have nail polish. Let alone the color pink. "Here we go." She murmured, finding a bright Persian rose pink.Ā Once she grabbed it, she went off to show her acquaintance.Ā "I think this one will make you look absolutely fabulous. Might I even addā¦Gorgeous.ā Haratsuki was determined to see his reaction. That and how heād look like with the nail polish on.
This girl went straight for the kill didn't she. Nobu imagined his new found challenger would have picked something of a dark variety, maybe even black. Nobu could handle black nail polish. But pink? Pink?! It was a lovely color, yes, but not one he'd ever want near his person ever. Nobu caught her smirk as she mockingly said "gorgeous", and he shot her a defiant glare. He wasn't going to lose this challenge. He wasn't even sure when this did turn into one, but he will be victorious dammit!
"That's...a color alright," he finally said, trying to give his best smile. If he was going to wear such a color, he might as well bring out his favorite color for her. He pulled down a bottle of bright orange nail polish and held it up for her to see. "Here, I think this orange will give you a brighter appearance, wouldn't you say?"
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āR-Really? How?ā
Ī£ ā Poor girl, she didnāt know that he was about to trick her and before she noticed that, the meat bun she just brought was snatched away from her. Itās already in anotherās hand and that stranger ate it!
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā A long pause. She was surprised by that but quickly regained from it and frowned at him. "You shouldnāt trick a girl, sir. Itās calledā rude."
With the food finished, he let out an amused chuckle. "Come on, it's still magical in it's own right!!" Though tricking people really was rude, but he was too busy laughing to acknowledge it.
"Come on, what would you rate my performance as? Would you like to see an encore?" he asks, eyes trying to find any more food on the girl.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā He could feel his heart beating like crazy, getting ready to burst out of his chest as he watches the other eat his meat bun, the meat bun he bought using his own hard earned money. Izumi was never one to condone violence; heck, he could never fight someone unless he was swung at first, then heās like some crazy, mindless monster.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āUāumā¦ No, Iā¦ I donāt have anything to drinkā, he lowly mumbles, bringing his head down, not wanting to look at the stranger. He can already feel his mood dropping, the smile that was on his face is replaced by a large frown. Right now he feels like he can go into a depressed state. He actually feels like crying.
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit shit. This wasn't the reaction he thought he would get at all! Nobu just wanted to joke around. Granted, playing with people's food, a stranger's even, was grounds of getting killed, but this...this just bummed him out. Was the kid that upset that he didn't have something to drink?
"H-hey, it's alright! I can buy you a drink, and even a new bun!" Nobu tries to say in a comforting tone, but it just comes out like a guilty child. "Hell, I can buy you double the buns! Come come, let's go buy some food! I have to repay you for the meal!" Unknowing of the meaning of "personal space", he quickly steered the lad around, hoping to lead him to the convenience store.
Ā |ā£| āHA! Please, that is such a fetish of yours. You said painted nails have the potential to turn you on.āĀ Ā Shut up, Minene, youāre killing him here.Ā |ā£|
Who was this evil woman to make him confront his fetishes. Nobu didn't have any excuses left. "Yeah well.....SO!" Very mature. There's no reason to get so worked up and so defensive though, but those things Nobu became. "So what! There's nothing wrong with it either! It's refined and even classy, so I'm not a pervert!" Nobody said you were.
She noticed his gaze was on her hands. To this she looked a little shocked. "Y-youāre reallyĀ not considering painting my nails are you?ā What would her parents think? Actually, re-correct that.Ā What would her father think? That sheās been up to no good. But in all seriousness, she didnāt see what would be bad about itā¦And thatās when she had an idea.Ā "Alright. Fine. You can paint my nails whatever color you wishā¦But in return you have to paint yours too.ā A small smirk appeared on her lips as she challenged the male that stood before her.
Shit, he wasn't actually intending to paint his own nails, and if he did he would have preferred to do it in the privacy of his own home so no one could see him in silly colors. But dammit, Nobu had to prove that her hands would look wonderful in a teal. His very soul demanded it, it was his duty.
"Fine!" he agreed, arms akimbo in confirmation. "I'll paint my nails, you even get to pick the color. Only fair, seeing as I'm going to choose yours." Nobu was suddenly very glad he had spent time painting some of his old girlfriends' nails, he wouldn't forgive himself if he made a mess. "Let's go pick out some polish right now!"
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Is this what they call bullying? Itās been awhile since itās been done to him, so heās clearly shocked by the otherās action. He doesnāt even know what to do.
Well that was an unexpected reaction. Where was the amused laugh, or even the aggravated "THAT'S MINE!" sort of thing, but here this kid just stared at him while Nobu just continued to eat the meat bun. Slowly. Savoring the flavor of someone else's food. Delicious.
"Do you have something to drink? This was hotter than I thought it'd be." Nobu's hand was already out, assuming that this robbed teen would willingly hand over their lunch.
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"!!!!"
"I am full of magic tricks! I can even create a vanishing act, just watch!"
Proceeds to snatch a meat bun from the stranger's hands and eat it.
|ā£| āā¦because not a lot of people have a nail polish fetish like you seem to haveā¦āĀ |ā£|
Insert very offended gasp.
"Fetish?! Said like that, it sounds perverted! This isn't a fetish! Just admiration to beautifully painted nails, I tell ya! And more people needs this appreciation! Women either spend hours doing it themselves, or pay money to look amazing, so we should applaud it!" No Nobu, it's a fetish, stop trying to defend it.
Ā "Iām presuming that you like women with nail polish on. Also, does that Ā mean that men Ā Ā canāt have their nails painted? Surely there must be Ā women - or men - out there who Ā Ā Ā will go crazy for a man with nail polish Ā on. Besidesā¦I donāt really like nail polish. Not on Ā me anyway."Ā
"I never said men can't wear nail polish," he corrected her, "I just prefer women in them. I never considered there would be some that likes men with painted nails though." Nobu stroked his chin thoughtfully, considering new opportunities. Or excuses if he was asked why he was going to buy an arrange of nail polish now.
"Not everyone can see how wonderful they look with them, perhaps if you tried a teal you would change your mind about that?" Now the grown man was examining the girl's hands, nodding to himself as if to confirm his statement. Somewhere this may be seen as harassment. Stop it Nobu.
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OOC: Ello, If anyone wants a starter would ya mind liking this post? Or if I owe a reply and haven't found it yet because I am the very definition of a potato, can you go in my inbox and tell me? >O>;;
"Ya know what really baffles me? Hardly anyone appreciates the subtle sultry that is fingernail polish. It could accentuate a woman is such a way that could drive one wild. Why don't more people appreciate nail polish?"
Nobu, talking to strangers about preferences is kinda gross.
