Polaris and Nuriko's cuddle fest is interrupted by a triumphant
shout. "DINNER TIME!!" Nuriko frowns, thinking it much too early. He
strides over to the door and opens it to yell at Miaka. "Shut up!" Polaris,
blushing, sighs. Nuriko stomps back into the room and heads over to the
armoire. In a flash, Nuriko has changed into a nicer kimono. Polaris
blinks. "That was fast." Nuriko smiles "I can take it off even faster."
Polaris' face turns crimson and breaks out into a nervous sweat. "Just
kidding. C'mon." Nuriko takes her arm and they head out together.
They are immediately seated; this time, next to each other. 'Man, does time fly.' Polaris thinks. 'Just yesterday, he hated me.' She looks up from her lap to see all the seishi looking at her and Nuriko. "Uh, Nuriko?" She whispers. "Why are they staring at us?" "I have no idea." Comes his reply. He stares back at the others. "What?!" They look away. Hotohori enters grandly, flanked by both bodyguards and servants. "Good evening, Priestess of Suzaku. Good evening, my fellow seishi." Everybody looks at him and smiles. "Good evening, your Highness." They chime.
"Today, you shall all eat well, for tomorrow." He begins, but Polaris hears Tamahome whisper instead "Nuriko and Polaris shall be busy and holed up in their room all day." Nuriko's oculi flare. He cracks his knuckles, staring Tamahome down. "You will go to see Taiitsukun to find out Polaris' place." Hotohori finishes, not hearing Tamahome. "Taiitsukun??" Tasuki cries. "Ye can't be serious!" Hotohori chuckles lightly. "I am." "Aw shit."
Nuriko taps Polaris' leg, not looking at her. Polaris taps him back. Nuriko taps her again. Polaris does the same. Nuriko pokes her in the side and she squeaks. Everybody looks at her. Polaris slumps in her seat. Chichiri smiles. "They are very happy, no da." Chiriko nods, glad to see his friends happy. Mitsukake scratches under Tama's chin. Tasuki looks at him. "Yer s'pposed to be happy for them." Mitsukake blushes a tiny bit. "Oh yeah." Miaka stands up. "GO NURIKO! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!" Nuriko blinks at her, an eyebrow raised. "No it's not." Polaris giggles helplessly.
Hotohori glances around the table. 'What a disturbance one girl has caused!' He clears his throat. Dinner is brought to the table.
Polaris pokes her food around. Miaka weasels over. "You gonna eat that?" Polaris snatches her plate away. "Yes!" Miaka, with a pout, returns to her seat. Polaris picks at her rice some more. Nuriko looks over at her. "Aren't you going to eat?" The lime-green eyed girl casts her glance onto him. She watches him for a few seconds then nods.
Picking at her food more, Polaris finally finishes. Miaka's on her sixth helping already. Hotohori watches the priestess, never ceasing to be amazed by her eating skills. Mitsukake is clearly sneaking little pieces of meat to Tama, who's sitting on his lap. Tasuki, ever with his tessen, waves it at Chichiri as he talks to emphasize his point. Chiriko is listening in and agrees. Tamahome is busy pouting because he was seated so far away from Miaka. Nuriko and Polaris look at each other, smiling. While he's not paying attention, Polaris pokes him with her fork, giggling.
They are immediately seated; this time, next to each other. 'Man, does time fly.' Polaris thinks. 'Just yesterday, he hated me.' She looks up from her lap to see all the seishi looking at her and Nuriko. "Uh, Nuriko?" She whispers. "Why are they staring at us?" "I have no idea." Comes his reply. He stares back at the others. "What?!" They look away. Hotohori enters grandly, flanked by both bodyguards and servants. "Good evening, Priestess of Suzaku. Good evening, my fellow seishi." Everybody looks at him and smiles. "Good evening, your Highness." They chime.
"Today, you shall all eat well, for tomorrow." He begins, but Polaris hears Tamahome whisper instead "Nuriko and Polaris shall be busy and holed up in their room all day." Nuriko's oculi flare. He cracks his knuckles, staring Tamahome down. "You will go to see Taiitsukun to find out Polaris' place." Hotohori finishes, not hearing Tamahome. "Taiitsukun??" Tasuki cries. "Ye can't be serious!" Hotohori chuckles lightly. "I am." "Aw shit."
Nuriko taps Polaris' leg, not looking at her. Polaris taps him back. Nuriko taps her again. Polaris does the same. Nuriko pokes her in the side and she squeaks. Everybody looks at her. Polaris slumps in her seat. Chichiri smiles. "They are very happy, no da." Chiriko nods, glad to see his friends happy. Mitsukake scratches under Tama's chin. Tasuki looks at him. "Yer s'pposed to be happy for them." Mitsukake blushes a tiny bit. "Oh yeah." Miaka stands up. "GO NURIKO! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!" Nuriko blinks at her, an eyebrow raised. "No it's not." Polaris giggles helplessly.
Hotohori glances around the table. 'What a disturbance one girl has caused!' He clears his throat. Dinner is brought to the table.
Polaris pokes her food around. Miaka weasels over. "You gonna eat that?" Polaris snatches her plate away. "Yes!" Miaka, with a pout, returns to her seat. Polaris picks at her rice some more. Nuriko looks over at her. "Aren't you going to eat?" The lime-green eyed girl casts her glance onto him. She watches him for a few seconds then nods.
Picking at her food more, Polaris finally finishes. Miaka's on her sixth helping already. Hotohori watches the priestess, never ceasing to be amazed by her eating skills. Mitsukake is clearly sneaking little pieces of meat to Tama, who's sitting on his lap. Tasuki, ever with his tessen, waves it at Chichiri as he talks to emphasize his point. Chiriko is listening in and agrees. Tamahome is busy pouting because he was seated so far away from Miaka. Nuriko and Polaris look at each other, smiling. While he's not paying attention, Polaris pokes him with her fork, giggling.