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[blowsfortono]

[when a certain blue ranger comes back from doing whatever it is that he does, he may find a certain pink ranger in his cabin, ostensibly practicing calligraphy but also pretty obviously waiting for him]

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[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

. . .

Oh.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[that is not a promising face. starts putting her calligraphy things away]

But if you're busy, it really is all right.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

[finally strips out of his jacket, shaking his head]

Not at all. Can I get you anything to drink?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Only if you're already making tea for yourself.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

[just a tad nervously]

Luckily I do love tea. One moment.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[oh gosh now she feels bad]

It's fine, Ryuunosuke. You don't need to make tea.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

. . . But I want to.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

But--

...you just don't need to go through any trouble just for me, that's all.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

. . . But I want to-- stay right there, please. I am making tea. Because it's no trouble.

[indeed makes a YOU BETTER STAY SEATED hand gesture before bustling off]

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[s-stays seated like a good girl, though she does finish packing away her calligraphy things]

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

[sets up a kettle and gathers his tea set, calming kind of a bit obviously lest he drop the stoneware]

What kind would you like?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Whatever you'd prefer is fine.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

. . . I'll let that count this time.

[sits down with you, making tea la dee da]

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[waitin waitin. although watching you make tea seems to kind of calm her a bit]

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

[teamaking is rather therapeutic to him, so by the time he pours for you there's not much nervosity left]

A friend gave me this blend.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

The same one who gave you the set?

[takes the cup carefully and holds it to her face, smelling]

Your friend has good taste in tea.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... Yes.

[manages a smile, determined not to make you feel awkward again, although after a moment he has to look down at the cup in his hands]

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Thank you for sharing it with me.

[lets you have your moment though]

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

It's tea. It's for drinking.

[chuckles lightly]

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Mm. It certainly is.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

[takes a sip and gives you a moment to do likewise]

... What can I do for you?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[stares at her cup for a little while]

I feel a little silly, coming to you with this. But I guess I'm confused. And I don't understand what I'm doing wrong. I thought maybe...you might know.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

About Takeru?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[the most self-depreciating smile]

Mm. I guess it's pretty obvious.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

It's not that. But I can't think of much else that I might be helpful with.