Back for an update! In this chapter, I made use of the yukata, which is simply a traditional Japanese pajama gown. Most of them are made with thin material, so it's good for some naughty stuff, don't you agree? I hope you like it!

"So this is where you go bathing… and this is where you eat dinner…"

"Your brother is a very good tour guide." Izuna muttered, her face still steaming.

"He has a welcoming aura, doesn't he?" Tobirama mumbled, his face slightly pink. They had followed their older siblings at a distance, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere for them, but that made things more difficult for themselves, because they were still stuck in that awkward moment. Neither of them dared to look at each other yet. They both marched stiffly, listening numbly as Hashirama talked about the facilities in front of them.

"So this is the shop! It's got lots of nice stuff in there!"

"It does look warm and inviting."

"We can come back after dinner. Right now, let's move on, shall we?"

"Why?"

"Because it's more romantic to take a girl for a walk after dinner!"

"… Moron."

Izuna and Tobirama listened to their banter, both rolling their eyes. At least they got to know where hotel's facilities were, even though they had to listen to all the lovey dovey talk.

"Hey, Izuna."

"Yeah?"

"That's forget what happened and continue chatting shall we?"

"Yes, yes, let's do that." Izuna smiled and replied. Tobirama grinned, and they simultaneously began talking about what they saw in the museum, and gradually, they both relaxed. Izuna liked the painting of vibrantly colored flowers the most, and Tobirama liked the series of scenery paintings, especially the ones depicting Mt. Fuji. As Tobirama chatted with the younger Uchiha, he remembered the feeling of her soft cheek. He really had to tell her that he liked her, even though he knew he would probably be slaughtered for his confession.

"I'll tell her soon, I'll tell her soon… Maybe I'll tell her on this trip. Maybe, maybe…"

After exploring around the hotel for a few minutes, the teachers called them all together and announced the dinner plans.

"Okay, in half an hour, go to the Tachibana restaurant for dinner. We have a reservation for all the classes. You can wear a yukata, or just wear casual clothes. It's recommended to wear a yukata because it's easier to take off if you want to head to the hot springs before the meal, and because the restaurant is for washyoku."

"Will there be sashimi?" A student yelled. The teacher rolled her eyes.

"Yes, Ken kun. There will be sashimi. I know you love fish so be there on time."

"Yes!" Everyone sweat-dropped at the cheering boy, who looked like he just found nirvana. Naruto then asked if there was ramen, and received a no. He sulked, but after Sasuke whispered into his ear about something after dinner, he turned beet red and buried his face in Sasuke's chest.

"What was that about?" Izuna whispered.

"Don't ask. You don't want to know." Tobirama whispered back. He already heard Ino and Sakura squealing, so he was guessing that whatever they were going to do would be pretty awkward to talk about with Izuna. "Anyway, want to do anything other than look around the hotel before dinner?"

"Too short for the hot springs, so we may as well change into yukatas and chat."

"Sure. I think my brother probably wants to cuddle after he changes into his yukata anyway. Meet you out the room in five minutes." Tobirama walked over to his brother and dragged him away from Madara. "Onii sama, change first."

"Madara, meet outside!" Hashirama called. Madara simply rolled her eyes and followed Izuna into their room.

Five minutes later, Tobirama and Hashirama were standing outside of the girls' room, tapping their foot impatiently.

"Why do girls take so long to get ready?" Tobirama muttered. Hashirama turned around and gave him a shrug and a smile.

"Girls are like that, Tobi."

"I know that but – "

Wham

"Sorry we're slow!" Izuna's voice rang out. Tobirama just stared at her with wide eyes. Hashirama was gaping as well. Yukatas, in general, are made of thin material, and the obi enhances the figure by tightening the waist area. Madara had a body with quite visible curves, and Izuna, even though she was thinner, also had a nice figure. Those, plus lovely light blue yukatas with cloud-like patches and dark red obis that just made any girl's waist look thinner, didn't help self-restraint much.

"I wouldn't want anyone seeing you in that." Hashirama finally broke the silence. Madara stared weirdly at him.

"I look that awful?"

"No, no, definitely not." Hashirama immediately said. "You look a bit too pretty to show to everyone." He added, scratching the back of his head as he looked away, his face tainted by a blush. Madara's face turned pink after she got what he meant, and she quickly took his hand and laced their fingers together.

"Moron." She muttered.

Meanwhile, Tobirama's brain was also short-circuiting. Izuna felt herself to be on the way there as well, because Tobirama looked hot. His body looked fit and muscular, just oozing masculinity.

"Tobirama…" "Izuna…"

Dang, just made the situation even more awkward.

"You wanna go to the restaurant?" Tobirama asked tentatively in order to avoid more awkwardness. Izuna nodded, playing along with the let's-start-conversation-before things-go-out-of-hand scheme.

"Sure. I'm sure Sakura and the others are there already."

"That assumption is ridiculous. They're probably still in their room preparing." Tobirama rolled his eyes. Izuna laughed, and they went off, leaving their older siblings behind. They might want to relish in each other's company a few more minutes.

Right after their younger siblings left, Hashirama immediately stole a kiss on Madara's lips.

"You've been waiting for that, haven't you?" Madara asked in mock irritation. Hashirama smiled and hugged her close.

"Well, duh."

"Perverted bastard, huh?"

"That's not what I meant!" Hashirama mock pouted, but inside he was a bit taken back by Madara's joke. That wasn't exactly off the mark, because he didn't know how much longer he could hold back from ravishing her after she appeared in a kimono that just shouted "Come and take me!"

"Hmm, souka?" Madara asked, putting a finger on her lips as if contemplating the validity of his lie. The gesture drew his attention to her lips, which was something he really wanted to kiss again, with a little more… er…passion.

"Let's go to the restaurant, shall we?" Hashirama changed the subject awkwardly, putting on a stiff smile. Better get them both somewhere with more people before something happens.

"Oh? Ok…" Madara hesitantly replied, letting herself get led away. Hashirama internally made a decision as he dragged her to the food court.

"Tonight it is. I don't care about anything else. Tonight."