Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170724063111/@comment-28929139-20170726230523

It was certainly strange for Kideme too, to voice her true thoughts, all loopy idioms and articulations aside. Sure, she might have shared bits and pieces with her friends of what she felt in that moment, but nobody knew of this....this cancerous guilt she carried with her. And of all people, a guy that had seemed to go out of his way to seem like a womanizer was the last person she'd expected to share that tidbit with.

A little lost in thought, Kideme looked back up to him when he asked her permission of something. She looked a bit apprehensive but tilted her head back apprehensively in case he tried to kiss her. Her skeptical eyes followed his hand that stroked along her cheek and through her hair. This was....different. She hadn't been expecting a cranial massage but the oddity of it was almost endearing to her and she nearly started to relax as she observed his facial expressions. Then he started to speak up and she looked at him with a conflicted quirk of her brow. "I wouldn't be dedicating all of my time to dancing and the teahouse if I didn't have something or someone to care about."

But all the same, there was an underlying motive for what she was doing, and perhaps he was hinting at that, to which he would have indeed been right. Still, Kideme had spent all of her days dancing and working so that she could serve her village, she loved as much as Duke did, and serve it in a way that was not only unique but effective. To most people, it looked like one thing but there was so much more. "I suppose you're right though." If he still leaned in and said what he said, Kideme rolled her eyes and lightly patted his cheek. "Slow down, Froglips, I don't kiss on the first da- I mean...shit. This is NOT a date!"

Good going, Sagara, you're fuckin up girl! Clink clink.