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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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[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.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

More than you might think. But yes, Takeru. I just...wonder if he isn't having second thoughts. About me, that is.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... What makes you think so? He's been really excited.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[shakes her head]

No, he hasn't. He'll ask me to do something, or invite me somewhere, and for a moment he looks almost happy. But if I ever seem even a little pleased about it then he just...stops. Like I've done something wrong. And I can never seem to say the right thing to him anyway.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

. . . He's happy, please trust me. Everything else is because he's not ready to show how emotional he really gets over this.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[sighs]

That isn't how it seems. At all. Maybe he just...enjoys the idea more than the actuality.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... What do you mean?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Just the things he says sometimes. Like that he's been waiting a long time to be with me. Except he hasn't, really, has he? I haven't been here very long.

I'm sorry, I really shouldn't be burdening you with this.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

He said that, did he..?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

He said he'd been waiting for this for a long time, actually. So the three of us, I suppose. It just...wasn't me. That he was really waiting for.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... Mmh. It must be more difficult for him to see the difference, after all.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[that doesn't necessarily make her feel any better, so she takes a sip of tea]

Mm, maybe that's why.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

At least in part, that's probably my fault.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Eeh?

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

If I had been able to tell him straightforwardly, back then. . .

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

...

Takeru is Takeru, yes. But I wasn't even there, and I saw that things weren't right. And now here we are, both worried.