Setsuna was kind of surprised by all of this. He didn't know what to do and
had no idea what she was going to tell him.
"She likes me? No, that's not possible since she seemed to get mad at Genji
for not going with her. She likes him. Probably. although she never shows
her emotions. Girls" Setsuna wondered to himself.
"I. I. like him, Genji. I don't know what to do, he's such an ass, but I like him. I don't know why." Nina told Setsuna softly.
"Everyone likes Genji. I wouldn't be surprised." Setsuna told Nina in an impartial manner.
"What do you think I should do? Tell him?" Nina asked Setsuna in an interested voice.
"I would think otherwise. I'd recommend talking to him first, and getting to know him, with him actually uhh. responding?" Setsuna said analytically.
"Okay, I should do that. Can you keep it a secret? Don't tell him anything. just say I needed to tell you something about. I don't know, make something up?" Nina told Setsuna.
Setsuna pondered about it for a bit, and replied with an "Okay. Sure" He was thinking about what to tell Genji if he asked him anything. He would just say it was nothing, and Genji would usually leave him alone. "Maybe." he thought to himself, giving him some room for error.
For the next hour, they walked around - more like Setsuna following Nina while she shopped - and began to get tired. Setsuna was carrying a few bags of Ninas, and she kept asking him what to get her various friends. Setsuna didn't really have anyone to get presents for, just a girl that he had gotten something earlier.
"Okay. I think that's about it. Let's call them and meet them somewhere." Nina said affirmatively.
Setsuna flipped out his phone and dialed Genji. He heard a ring on the other side and glanced at Nina, who was looking at him with those girlish eyes of hers. She had amazingly beautiful eyes, and Setsuna always liked a girl that had a nice smile and eyes. He found girls with dark deep eyes the most beautiful. He had always liked girls who had a sense of mystery to her. He gave a chuckle when he heard a scream from his phone.
"Yo, answer me you fool. Calling me and not saying anything. Setsuna, what the." rang through the earphone.
"Hey Hey, I am here, sorry, where do you want to meet?" Setsuna responded to the now agitated Genji.
"Thank god, you better not have tried to space out while calling me. Just meet me at the cookie store; we should get a snack before going home." Genji replied.
Setsuna heard a click from the other side. Setsuna flipped the phone back shut and looked down at Nina's jacket.
"What the heck. your pockets, why are they so small? You can't even fit a phone in it without being scared of it falling out." Setsuna said in amazement to the super small pockets Nina's jackets had.
"It's called a purse. Here, give me the phone." Nina said while extending her arm.
"And it's called a pocket. Ha Ha." Setsuna said in a sarcastic voice, shoving the phone into his pocket and began looking around for the cookie store.
He had always liked to eat sweets, it was his hobby. Once he had eaten a brownie at the cookie store and almost fainted. The cookies there were very good, but goodness comes at a price. The cookies here were a bit expensive for his tastes, but it was Christmas, and he didn't mind spending another buck or two.
They started walking towards the cookie store, which wasn't very far away. Setsuna had again resumed his fast pace of walking and he felt a tug behind him. It was Nina, who looked at him with tiring eyes.
"Slow down, it's not a competition." Nina told Setsuna. He had heard this line before. Genji had always said this to him when he was walking much faster then Genji.
"Sorry. It's a habit." Setsuna said apologetically. He continued walking, only this time letting Nina walk ahead of him. It was the only way he knew other then a girl dragging him to go slower that he could walk slowly.
They had only walked for a few minutes when they found an empty table near the cookie shop. He walked up towards the counter and bought the usual brownie that he liked. He looked back and ushered Nina if she wanted anything. She gave him a shake of her head and he turned around to pay the clerk. He was about to pick up his brownie off the counter when something soft grabbed onto his waist. He turned around and saw the outline of a girl holding onto his waist.
"I. I. like him, Genji. I don't know what to do, he's such an ass, but I like him. I don't know why." Nina told Setsuna softly.
"Everyone likes Genji. I wouldn't be surprised." Setsuna told Nina in an impartial manner.
"What do you think I should do? Tell him?" Nina asked Setsuna in an interested voice.
"I would think otherwise. I'd recommend talking to him first, and getting to know him, with him actually uhh. responding?" Setsuna said analytically.
"Okay, I should do that. Can you keep it a secret? Don't tell him anything. just say I needed to tell you something about. I don't know, make something up?" Nina told Setsuna.
Setsuna pondered about it for a bit, and replied with an "Okay. Sure" He was thinking about what to tell Genji if he asked him anything. He would just say it was nothing, and Genji would usually leave him alone. "Maybe." he thought to himself, giving him some room for error.
For the next hour, they walked around - more like Setsuna following Nina while she shopped - and began to get tired. Setsuna was carrying a few bags of Ninas, and she kept asking him what to get her various friends. Setsuna didn't really have anyone to get presents for, just a girl that he had gotten something earlier.
"Okay. I think that's about it. Let's call them and meet them somewhere." Nina said affirmatively.
Setsuna flipped out his phone and dialed Genji. He heard a ring on the other side and glanced at Nina, who was looking at him with those girlish eyes of hers. She had amazingly beautiful eyes, and Setsuna always liked a girl that had a nice smile and eyes. He found girls with dark deep eyes the most beautiful. He had always liked girls who had a sense of mystery to her. He gave a chuckle when he heard a scream from his phone.
"Yo, answer me you fool. Calling me and not saying anything. Setsuna, what the." rang through the earphone.
"Hey Hey, I am here, sorry, where do you want to meet?" Setsuna responded to the now agitated Genji.
"Thank god, you better not have tried to space out while calling me. Just meet me at the cookie store; we should get a snack before going home." Genji replied.
Setsuna heard a click from the other side. Setsuna flipped the phone back shut and looked down at Nina's jacket.
"What the heck. your pockets, why are they so small? You can't even fit a phone in it without being scared of it falling out." Setsuna said in amazement to the super small pockets Nina's jackets had.
"It's called a purse. Here, give me the phone." Nina said while extending her arm.
"And it's called a pocket. Ha Ha." Setsuna said in a sarcastic voice, shoving the phone into his pocket and began looking around for the cookie store.
He had always liked to eat sweets, it was his hobby. Once he had eaten a brownie at the cookie store and almost fainted. The cookies there were very good, but goodness comes at a price. The cookies here were a bit expensive for his tastes, but it was Christmas, and he didn't mind spending another buck or two.
They started walking towards the cookie store, which wasn't very far away. Setsuna had again resumed his fast pace of walking and he felt a tug behind him. It was Nina, who looked at him with tiring eyes.
"Slow down, it's not a competition." Nina told Setsuna. He had heard this line before. Genji had always said this to him when he was walking much faster then Genji.
"Sorry. It's a habit." Setsuna said apologetically. He continued walking, only this time letting Nina walk ahead of him. It was the only way he knew other then a girl dragging him to go slower that he could walk slowly.
They had only walked for a few minutes when they found an empty table near the cookie shop. He walked up towards the counter and bought the usual brownie that he liked. He looked back and ushered Nina if she wanted anything. She gave him a shake of her head and he turned around to pay the clerk. He was about to pick up his brownie off the counter when something soft grabbed onto his waist. He turned around and saw the outline of a girl holding onto his waist.