Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170825032957/@comment-25955740-20170825053620

Nervousness, it sunk into her bones. Insecurities wiggled into her mind and tension found itself placing a tune along her spine—Inhaling, these butterflies fluttered and exhaling, they settled. The small thoughts that surfaced, she didn’t know the first think about a date nor did she know what to expect, was it the unknown or the fact she thought this was something she’ll mess up? Wait. What about his family? Would his mother and father even approve of someone that.. That looked so weird? That was so different? Those thoughts of rejection started to burn this hole in her reforming heart, but.. Something sung out. Mentally, she shook her head and for a moment, a set of words sung out in her head and to this time, to this day, she listened to them—“ Does the Sunflower fret over the roots of a Dandelion? ”. So. Munashi, should you? She asked herself and to the purest of her thought, that cloud in her mind turned into a sun, because, no, she shouldn’t and she wouldn’t; shining to the sun as a flower in it’s grace, she’d do just that. Curling of her glossy pink lips, she smiled a bit at those comforting words, her closed hues reflected on those were words and for a moment, she remembered a hug, that made her feel better. So. When she heard that sound, the grinding of gears turning and those gates opening—She wasn’t scared, for once.   Nonetheless, it didn’t mean she wasn’t awestruck; expecting not what she saw. Captured in her amethyst hues, fingers graced her lips in shock and shading to her cheeks, Godric could be many things, but he just became titled as charming, dashing and handsome . Magenta lined her cheeks as she blushed to her own date, as he seemed just as equally as embarrassed or timid—Choking on her own words, she felt frozen in place, she didn’t know what to say nor to do; only look. As a perfect moment, a moment that could only get better, she finally saw the mother and father of Godric and to their expressions, no disapproval, only support and consent to the choice Godric had made as a date. Their smiles washed away any doubt or fear she had, nothing remained as a worry, simply this sensation of happiness and the date hadn’t even started yet. Pushing Godric forth, it seemed even our bold soul of a dragon held himself as nervous as Munashi. To whom is fretting over the Dandelion now? She thought. To that thought, she laughed, giggling behind her hand to his father’s gesture, he was so red and it adorable! He reminded her of a tomato with a pouty face drawn to it. Though, she wasn’t so far off from being a tomato herself!   The closer he stepped, the more her heart pounded into her chest. Why was it rating? When his hand extended, her heart almost broke through her chest, in a good way and for a second, she just stared into his eyes, to his hand and then back into his eyes—These butterflies were dancing again. Moving her hand from her mouth, she took his offer and for once, he didn’t grip tightly, it was a gentle! Maybe, his mother said something or possibly his father did~! With a not even a pull, it simply guided her off to something she failed to notice completely due to her anxious state, there was this carriage with white horses, they were magnificent and she never saw such a thing before as she trailed behind him; helping her in the carriage too. It seemed Moushi was smart about the cut in the dress, as stepping up would be harder without such a cut made, but even it hadn’t or had been, Godric aided in getting up. In the background, she heard his parents yelling something, their approval and that made her feel good too, there couldn’t have been doubts at this point.. Not anymore.. No doubt. Godric got his kindness from his father, his mother and possibly from Q, least manners anyways.   Moving through a trail. It seemed Godric may took her fascination and turned into their date, because beyond them, through the small silent, awe once again found itself over her face; it pure, innocent and sweet. But there was something sweeter than that, and you know what that was? Her modesty and embarrassment. Hands in her lap, Godric by her side and his words that always stabbed into her heart; a needle stitching up a doll. It tender and sweet. She didn’t turn to him, oh no. She did something more pure! Leaning to him, she’ll lead her side against his, laying on him a bit as her forehead would find itself on his shoulder. Maybe. Being so close, he could feel this feeling she felt. “ You are the most handsome and charming boy, I’ve ever met. Who causes me to feel ways I don’t understand, but enjoy. ” Melodious; sweet and tender. She spoke to him and adding a little fact to it. If he was going to make her flustered, she wanted to make him fluster too! It was only fair, after all.