masanari | [Futurelandia] It's April and We're under the sheets.

[Jasmine is fitting in very well, she's talking with Tiffany very animatedly, and since Olivia hasn't started foaming at the mouth just yet Junko figures she must be alright, too. Charlotte is getting an absolute kick out of the train ride itself, more than a little amazed that Junko thought to choose this instead of a shorter plane ride or a road trip!

There are only two occupants who seem happy to keep to themselves: The New Girl is tan, her short-ish hair appears a bale brown, while she types she sometimes pushes it back, and there's a literal neon rainbow of color that's hidden by her natural hue. Freckles dot the bridge of her nose and her cheeks, and she's pretty absorbed in whatever she's writing. Across from her is their final female component, a pale young woman with jet black hair that falls down to her waist. She's dressed a little modestly but it does a shitty job of hiding a huge rack, if Robin doesn't move too suddenly it's easy to mistake her for an incredibly beautiful doll - not that she's aware of it, or anyone else around her, really.

Which means that Yamato isn't getting away from his irritated sister that easily, in fact she kicks his shoe with her high heel.]

Stop. Poaching.

[She's talking about Olivia, of course, because on top of having realized that girl is the oil to Junko's water, Yamato's being an idiot and possibly incurring their father's justified wrath! And making their mother's - his mate, his lover, the actual mother of his child - life much worse!]

H-hey! I -- [ Wasn't trying to?

Is that true?

Charlotte, can you save him here? It seems no one else will? ... Probably not. But Yamato winces, pulling back his foot to himself and groaning a bit at the impact of the heel on his foot. Come on man, that's mean... ] -- What're you talking about?

[ Is he playing dumb or genuinely dumb.

The real question of the ages ]

'I'll be your Daddy if you're mine' or whatever the fuck you actually said.

[Oh, was she not supposed to mention Olivia's weird kink?? Oh fucking well.] You either stop or you don't cry when dad beats the shit out of you.

[It's entirely possible that Junko is inflating the seriousness of the matter because, frankly, she's still more afraid of their father than she is of Yamato. But it still seems like a bad idea all around. Charlotte, though, isn't trying to come to Yamato's rescue but she's certainly confused.]

... She's very demanding, isn't she?

[It might be a reasonable question since Charlotte has never seen Junko like this.]

[ Yamato, in this moment, does not look at all like the Alpha he is and/or aspires to be in this moment. Rather, his shoulders are slumped forward and in the fact of Junko's assault on both his dignity and his shoes, he looks positively servile. He hopes that no one else is in here is paying attention to her. They have this cart more or less to themselves but maybe, hopefully, everyone else is too busy paying attention to their own stuff?

... Yeah, that'd be nice. ] I um-- I uh. I didn't say it like that...

[ Beats the shit out of him... Um.

But wasn't he- ... Was he supposed to challenge her.

... Charlotte if you hung on his arm that would b nice? He uh- ] She's-- uh. Like that sometimes?

I literally don't want to know the exact wording.

[Look, she's horny and lonely and worried, this is not a good combination for Junko, who can think so rapidly that she might easily spin circles around someone Charlotte's age if she put effort into it. Yamato's still her future Alpha so he's still welcome to challenge her, sure, but he's also her elder brother. They have a weird balance going on.]

Hm. [Charlotte is positively mild in comparison, she doesn't hold onto his arm but she does rest her hand on his thigh, which is either protective or a vague flirtation.] ... I can't pretend that I agree, but you have to make your own decisions, right? There's no use in worrying about the consequences, Junko, sometimes people have to learn in their own way.

[She's older and wise enough to realize that Junko's just worried and Yamato's just trying to grow.] Besides, this seems like such a nice vacation, it's a shame to waste it being upset!

[They both get a dazzling smile which, yes, is mostly unnoticed by the majority of their crew, with the exception of Robin, who has turned her head their way, vaguely inquisitive.]

[ Both Koji and, yes, probably even Masaomi (if he allowed himself to be cornered into this sort of position in the first place, which is a big, big IF) would probably allow Charlotte to have changed the topic - to bank on her smile and allow it to b pushed under the rug. If Junko is someone who can spin her wheels in circles, so can Yamato. Not nearly as smart, but deeply empathetic to many, many people both in the abstract and at the forefront, the young man knows that even if he just got saved and even if that smile was something anyone could go stupid over, it would be irresponsible to leave it at that. And so...

More to reassure himself than anything, he lets out a little bit of scent.

It's sad he needs what he is to reassure him of who he is. He knows this - right now, he's honestly a little bit pathetic, and made even more so that Charlotte's smile and the touch on his thigh is enough to get him lightly revved anyway. But once he artificially inflates his ego, the young man focuses more easily on Junko and responses, somewhat awkward still but far less servile, ]

I wanted to challenge dad. But I... I uh, I know that's dumb. And I know it's not really the right thing to do over people. [ . . . ] Trust me, I do! It's just... [ And now he actually looks over at Olivia. She's still surly now and a bit up tight, but she's not as wound there as she's talking to Fred ]

I thought I could help her, and so I decided to help her. That's uh... it. Really.

[ . . . ]

But I like the idea of the trip! I think - where are we going anyway?

[Junko can't help reacting to him but what's far more notable is that her expression doesn't change. Her body language does, though: Her shoulders relax and her breathing alters just a little. His answer softens her that much more and she ends up pouting, glaring at a corner of their little compartment.]

... Honestly, why do you make it so difficult to protect you? [But if it's that he wanted to challenge their father then that's another issue entirely, it changes how she has to look at the situation! And for as much as she wants to insist that he was just being selfish with Olivia, he was talking from his heart.] Well, fine then. If you keep it up then you'll eventually have to deal with him.

[So he might as well go for it ... She just kind of hopes that no one else gets caught in the middle. It's an unreasonable expectation, of course.]

See? There's no reason for the two of you to bicker. [Charlotte squeezes his leg, honey dripping from her words and in her immediate area.] Where are we going?

[Junko:] It's a surprise, but you'll all have fun.

[ Honestly, his need to challenge his father is running toward a very contentious collision which either needs to be averted by clearer heads, prepared for by even clearer heads still, or be mitigated. There probably can't even be a winner in that, even if a boundary does end up defined. But maybe if they talked? his dad and him have been talking lately, but not a big heart to heart. Yet. ]

Uh... will you, Junko? Have fun, I mean. -- Also uh, sorry on the protecting thing.

[ Apparently, being authoritative isn't easy. Or at least, it's not easy when you aren't being reassured either by your scent or by your mate. It's something he needs to improve on. He knows it is. And he looks around the train cart again...

And looks down at Charlotte's hand, squeezing his leg. He- ]

Also how did you even invite everyone here? And-- uh. Why? Is it my whole future pack thing?

[ . . . . . . Oh, also, for Charlotte- ] Did she tell you to bring a swimsuit too?

Don't worry about it.

[But at this point Junko can't see any way out that doesn't involve just letting them go at it. They're both incredibly stubborn and they both practically long to be tested in some way that no one else is apparently capable of providing. It's almost like some incredibly twisted bonding ritual.]

What do you mean? I know everyone here. [They're all either pack or school mates, the one glaring exception was Charlotte, of course but Junko had just messaged her on facebook. It wasn't anything grand, for once.]

And it's still a surprise! We worked really hard to make this possible, so you'll when we get there.

[Charlotte laughed, and was thrown a rather bratty look from Junko, but the elder woman did answer Yamato's question:] Yes, if we're going where I think we are, then hopefully everyone has something to swim in! It shouldn't be too much longer.

[ Well Tiffany was a little older than them and in college so she might've had to be contacted some other way. That said, that's just semantic details. Th fact of the matter is that Yamato is actually now a little bit impatient to get where they were going! Or to talk with everyone else!

That said... ]

Well I don't know everyone here... and who's we?

[ Did Charlotte work with her? He glances at her, somewhat suspiciously... but then laughs and hakes his head, trying to reign in the scent that he had already let out a little. No need to make people horny!

... Maybe.

Charlotte's honey smell was nice ]

[Charlotte's hands go up in an 'I'm innocent' sort of gesture.]

It wasn't me! I'm only making an educated guess because I know the area!

[As such there was a possibility that she was wrong! And it's a good thing he doesn't mind her scent since it's slowly growing in intensity with or without his help. Hadn't it been a while since they were able to spend some time together? Junko, not at all ignorant to what was going on, talked normally:]

That's half the reason for the trip, it's only right that you get to know everyone before you think about claiming them.

[In other words his earlier assumption was correct: Everyone gathered here was a possible candidate for Yamato's eventual pack! Mostly organized by Junko to give him a little face time and an excuse to relax.] Mya's the only new girl, right? And, well, Robin too, I guess.

[Mya being the freckled, solitary girl, Junko pointed her out, though it didn't seem as if the other girl was alert enough to realize she was being talked about.]

[ Yamato ... is going to get sucked into that scent. And if he wasn't, Fred was - because even across the train he can smell it and even if he knows he shouldn't interfere like that with his Alpha-- no, his friend's -- business he can't help but have a hint of lemon come out from him - which probably doesn't help that Olivia is right nice to him, leading to just a hint of Maple in the air too...

... The whole thing is sort of messy, but it was both inevitable and probably something like this would happen...

But Yamato, for his part, nods his head towards Jasmine. ] I don't think I know her?

[ Because... well, Koji was the one who had fun with her. But he was trying to not be rude by pointing! ... Mya? Cool. ]

Fair enough.

[She still has to wonder if it was really even okay to invite Jasmine, given how competitive Koji could be about Yamato, but, well - Jasmine probably wasn't going to fit into their father's pack well at all, but she might be better suited to Yamato.] I met her while I was with Koji. She fought over his dick with me and lost [Junko shrugs.] but not before really giving it her all.

[Because while Junko was very clearly not Alpha material she was very far from a pushover. That Jasmine hadn't essentially run off in very logical fear and concern for her well being was actually impressive!]

She's not very good with authority, but she's been packless for a while and dad's probably a little too old fashioned for her, so I thought you could talk with her.

[Feel it out, get an idea of what he even wanted to ask in the first place to help determine the flowers from the weeds.

Charlotte, meanwhile, glances over at Fred as her cheeks flush a pale red. Before she can say anything to Yamato the train lurches to a stop!]

Just hold it together for another fifteen minutes, then everyone can have their group orgy for all I care.

[Junko said it as if she was unlikely to be the first to get right into it.]

[ ... What a story. Yamato was about to reply to her, right up until the train does come to a stop. Yamato can't stop to look at Jasmine any more than a quick study before he's forced to more or less look hard at Junko when the train stops. He sighs and nods.

Fred, for his part, locked eyes with his mate. He wanted- .. No, he shouldn't get up, after all, the train was going! And Yamato was right there. No matter what, Charlotte was by now three or so months pregnant with his child, and nothing was going to change that. It wasn't that he took pride in that specifically - because, while he did, that didn't decide it.

The fact is that they both love each other. ]

Okay, I'm looking forward to it. ... Where we're going - not the orgy.

[ Maybe.

That was Yamato ]

Really? I was looking forward to an orgy.

[Was Charlotte joking? The quirk of her lips probably means that she is but she's also looking at Fred, so who can say. Junko rolls her eyes, but there's a vaguely concentrated scent of espresso and her cheeks are a darker pink. She gets up to pull her bag from the storage compartment above and Charlotte does the same, though not without leaning over to kiss Yamato briefly.

They piled off of the train as one sizable group, and Junko lead them out of the small station and into an incredibly picturesque little town. Shops, little restaurants, and an art gallery or two lined both streets, and when the wind drifted it carried the smell of the ocean - they were along the coastline, nearly three hours from their city.]

Nice!! [Jasmine was the first to speak up in awe, grinning as she came to stand near Junko.]

See? And you all doubted me. [Juno made a vague face as Jasmine gave her a lazy hug.] Come on, the house is a little farther out.

[Charlotte drove them in a rented car which had been waiting in the lot. As they turned into the lot Junko announced:]

And this is where we're staying.

[Surprise!]

Well... [ Junko's scent and Charlotte's smile both are an influence on him, and maybe honeyed expresso was a flavor he's been coming to appreciate. Even if the added smell of lemon, maple, and whatever scents the other girls had if they got sucked into it might've been rough on that balance.

Also Olivia meets Jasmine's nice with: ] Holy fuck it's pretty.

[ Classy. That said, as they come out, they get to the car-- but not without come mini-politics right there Yamato should have managed but didn't entirely. When the got into the rented car, Fred had asked Yamato politely if he could ride shotgun, he wanted to be next to his mate while they were driving. The Alpha acquiesced, nodding and settled into the backmost row of seats. Olivia forced her way next to him so she could- well, she was intending to lean on the older boy, but ended up crossing her arms and leaning away from him. Most likely Junko sat on his other side, which left Robin, Jasmine, Mya, and Tiffany. The car's meant to seat eight, so with their nine most likely someone had to smush into one of the rows to seat four or settle int oa bucket seat in the back. So... that was a whole adventure in and of itself.

But then, going with this large of group anywhere was going to be an adventure, particularly with how much luggage (at least one bag each) to shove into the trunk of the rental car.

But once they're there-

Yamato thinks of his dream. The little community he manages. Fred thinks of his dream, the little house that him and Charlotte share with this six kids. And he- they - both get big childish grins on their faces more or less in sync, a row of seats away from each other. And they both say, more or less in sync again- ]

Awesome!

Nothing much has changed, I see.

[Charlotte parked the car among all the excitement and various exclamations of joy. Only she and Robin seemed perfectly neutral about arriving, and speaking of the young woman.]

Ms. Greenlie, isn't that one yours?

[Robin points at a different house within the same little cul-de-sac, all houses along the same private beach. Charlotte didn't have to turn her eyes to the red-roofed house though, and waved a hand.]

No, no, it belongs to my father, but they wouldn't be there this time of year, it's much too early.

[Junko went around the side of the car to begin dealing with the luggage. Most everyone had kept it at one both Tiffany had brought three bags for some ungodly reason and Charlotte had four, which was even more perplexing. While she yanked stuff out and handed it to the appropriate individual:]

You can all thank Robin for letting us use her parent's place scot-free!

[Robin took her floral printed carry on, extending the handle, before she walked in she lingered near Yamato.] ... So, you like it?

[ Fred, for his part, hums a little in surprise. ] I thought this looked a little familiar. [ That said! Who knows if he's been able to be here before if he just saw it in pictures and the like? Either way, both boys hurry out of the car as quick as they can to get their bags. Yamato brought a typical one size, and Fred brought.... just a backpack... So maybe one of Charlotte's was for him. Who knows either way.

That said, yes, both get to work on the bags, Fred in particular getting two of Charlotte's on his first go and Yamato wanting to get some others people's to try and be helpful. Olivia, notably, doesn't go to get her own and assumes someone else will get it for her.

But that said... ]

Oh, thank you. [ That was Yamato- but, ] It's really great. I'm so glad you let us come.

No, I was happy to do it -- for you, I mean. It's - It's not a big deal.

[It was kind of a big deal but there was no way she would just go ahead and tell him that, it'd be a little too much!] Junko said that you've - been working really hard and she was worried --

[From behind the car:] Shut up!

[Robin only laughed, though.] She was worried, so if it helps you relax then that's enough.

[Mya held her back over her shoulder and knocked Robin on the head as she passed:] Just go ahead and suck the guy's dick, why don't you?

[Robin's face turned an unbearable, verging on unhealthy looking scarlet.] Fuck off, Mya! [The anger didn't suit her, Robin was both too tiny and too inherently sweet looking to pull off anger, but she tried.] ... Whatever.

[Her confidence flagged while Junko looked at Olivia, and pointed to the girls bags. Fred had already taken stuff and Junko had already grabbed her own! No one was going to pull this chick's weight, thank you very much!]

[ For him? That actually makes Yamato's cheeks color a lot more than he'd like to admit to anyone else, and he shivers a little to have someone paying attention to him like that, to want to make him happy ... Honestly, he's still not used to that sort of attention, Alpha or not. Mated or not. The whole thing was almost alien to him, both from her and even from Junko.

Relax... huh. ] I'll try to. And I'm sure I'll be able to with uh - you around. You guys.

[ That said, Yamato laughs when Mya speaks up and gives her a thumbs up, before knocking her a little too. Olivia...

...

Chooses to ignore that. Yamato can get her bag . . .

As for Fred, though, he tries to get in close with his mate to talk to her as they come in. Either way, as people start to come in the door, Yamato tries to find Junko ]

I'd like to uh - do some big introduction thing. If possible?

[If Olivia doesn't get her stuff then Junko's outright leaving it in the car, shutting the trunk and everything (but in truth she's left it open, if nothing else). Mya, Jasmine, and Tiffany are content enough to head towards the house with their stuff in tow, and Charlotte loops her arm through Fred's when he's near.

Junko's at the end of the herd, and she eases out of her own thoughts when he speaks.] Sure. It's probably a good idea anyway. Let's just get everyone settled and the living room should be big enough.

['Settled' is a good way to put it. The house is pretty damn big - far bigger than Robin's family even needs, which is why it seemed much more suited to their group. With eleven rooms over all and multiple bathrooms there was more than enough space, and upon mostly guiding everyone upstairs, Junko pointed out the kitchen and one of the two doors that lead to the private beach.]

... Yamato?

[Robin had ended up closer to the front somehow, and she had to hop a little bit to be seen over Mya, who was rather tall.] Your room is a little farther back!

[Junko gently shoved her brother off towards the other girl - she'd deal with everything while he was busy, so there wasn't any reason to worry about the rest of them.]

[ ... Yamato was perhaps too nice. Because while he was already getting one of Charlotte's four (alongside the two Fred got for hers) and his own, he trekked back to get Olivia's, at least getting it in the door and setting bot Charlotte's and Olivia's at the foot of the stairs before he was even able to get caught by Robin. and when he was, he nods, moving past everyone (and gets shoved by Junko to-) get next to the other girl.

And so he grins a little, ]

Okay, sure. Uh, which one? Or at you gonna lead me?

[ Man, this place is big. His own house is probably bigger, but still, wow ]

[Considering that Junko actually looked a little upset (or rather more importantly made sure that he saw that she was upset)? Yes, he was really being too nice.

But Robin is ignorant of all that, so when Yamato makes his way to her she's just happy to see him.]

Most of the other rooms are too similar for it to matter, so I thought it would be better to show you before someone accidentally took it.

[This might be somewhat untrue since the room that is meant to be Charlotte and Fred's is actually marked as such with a little post-it, but that was because they were a couple, so Robin figured they might appreciate it, even if they were busy with other people. Yamato's was farther along the hall, but Robin considered that the only real downside. It was spacious despite a four poster king bed, a balcony, and private bathroom.]

So, I have to admit that this is usually my room when we're here, if you find anything of mine just move it out of the way! I'm pretty sure I left my book somewhere around here.

[But that was the worst of it. The drawers and closets were clear, the entire house had been cleaned ... It was the kind of set up grown adults would be grateful for, let alone a group of teenagers.]

[ Yamato follows her, oblivious to whatever post-it notes may or may not exist or whatever other rooms other people are claiming. For his part, he just follows the shorter girl to the end of the hall, marveling a little both at how much taller than he he is as well as just how excited to see him she seems. He ... was not really expecting either of those. The whole thing was pretty strange.

Maybe it's just because she's not really talked with him ever before now.

And when he gets out here- ... Holy shit ] Uh, are you sure? I mean, if it's your room then you should probably keep your room?

[ This is way too big, way too much for him, isn't it? ]

Oh, no, it was only my room because my mother decided she didn't want to be on the western side of anything for the next six months, I think? [She shrugs, the definition of noncommittal.]

Don't feel bad for me, I have the other room with the balcony, and I hardly brought anything.

[If she was really staying here with her parents then she'd bring her entire wardrobe and fill up the closet and bathroom easily.]

It's a vacation, you're supposed to be in a luxurious space, right?

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by the way how does Fred even feel about Yamato/Charlotte?

He's aware of it and accepting, I think. I imagine Charlotte keeps Fred in most high esteem

m'kay, I figured but wanted to double check I suppose

Honestly he's got some discomfort but he's really loyal to both of them and thus ok-ish

Hmmm do they need to have a talk or anything we kind of glossed over it

Maaaybe but ic I assume they've talked already. Just screentime (This is my favorite thread ftr)

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That said this whole concept/thread is officially my favorite now

Good! I was worried it'd be too convoluted so I'm glad that's not the case

Oh no, I think there's a lot of milage here (tbh I might just boomerang this for a bit oops)

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Oh cute

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