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masanari2015-12-03 06:23 pm
gunslingerqueen) wrote in masanari2015-12-03 06:23 pm
[Midlandia] Just One Note
[A series of events occurred which were incredibly important and ultimately life changing.
But frankly her attention span was always rather limited. What really mattered above all else was that she and Nathan were free, and it didn't require Vergil's scolding or leaving the country. They had been adopted into this pack with considerably minimal fuss. They had a roof, food, and a way to get to and from school. The best part was that there was no one to hit her anymore, no more getting thrown left and right into walls or furniture, and Nathan no longer had to hear all the yelling and insults. They could be living in a high class sewer and Nariko would still be happy.
And while she'd made her gratuity very clear to the Alpha she's been otherwise quite normal! Nariko had survived the state of things because she knew how to control herself, how to present properly. So ever since they'd been given their space she'd gone about meeting everyone she could, being both agreeable and fun, while Nathan clung to her side the whole time.
Lately, though, he's been feeling a little more like himself. On this particular day she's sprawled all over the couch while Nathan watches some movie directly in front of her. If she's supposed to give a single crap about her tiny shorts or tank top then ... Actually, no, why would she? It hasn't occurred to Nariko to dress or act differently, especially because there's so many women. Besides, she's kind of idly watching it with him or occasionally toying with her phone, and really she'd practically beg for something fun to do. Ugh.]
But frankly her attention span was always rather limited. What really mattered above all else was that she and Nathan were free, and it didn't require Vergil's scolding or leaving the country. They had been adopted into this pack with considerably minimal fuss. They had a roof, food, and a way to get to and from school. The best part was that there was no one to hit her anymore, no more getting thrown left and right into walls or furniture, and Nathan no longer had to hear all the yelling and insults. They could be living in a high class sewer and Nariko would still be happy.
And while she'd made her gratuity very clear to the Alpha she's been otherwise quite normal! Nariko had survived the state of things because she knew how to control herself, how to present properly. So ever since they'd been given their space she'd gone about meeting everyone she could, being both agreeable and fun, while Nathan clung to her side the whole time.
Lately, though, he's been feeling a little more like himself. On this particular day she's sprawled all over the couch while Nathan watches some movie directly in front of her. If she's supposed to give a single crap about her tiny shorts or tank top then ... Actually, no, why would she? It hasn't occurred to Nariko to dress or act differently, especially because there's so many women. Besides, she's kind of idly watching it with him or occasionally toying with her phone, and really she'd practically beg for something fun to do. Ugh.]
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[Where you can just say whatever you want and have it be okay, where you can actually just -- be. That's not ... Real life. It's stories or movies or the story of a friend of a friend. That's really all. But that's an awful thing to say and feel, it's not cute nor sassy or appealing. So she gives in and turns onto her side, inadvertently taking Mikado with him because she's not willing to let him pull him out.]
You're not scary, I promise. It's me.
[And that's all she should say about it, as she adjusts to cuddle properly so that he can still feel the boobs squished up against him.]
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I... I guess not.
[ He wonders if someone stronger than him would argue the point, know precisely the right words to say, could save her or protect her. But him, a somewhat wimpy nerd doesn't have the strength to do it when he knows he's self-censored himself plenty of times. And the strange thing is that when he searches inside of himself for the answer... He ends up thinking of his Alpha. Yori would complain back at Nariko.
Maybe his father too.
Maybe even Masaomi... even if he would be a hypocrite. Still, it feels like a strangely dark note to be silent at, but he can't think of a good thing to say. And so he wraps his arm loosely around her, pulled to his side as well ]
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I think ... I'm gonna nap.
[She'd wanted to go much longer, multiple rounds but it's just not in her. It's been a taxing, if incredibly positive day.]
I really [And a yawn here.] really do. Like you.
[Now excuse her while she closes her eyes.]
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[ . . . He meant to get up and flee.
He did.
But if she's going to fall asleep like this that might make it harder to do so. So he's sort of stuck here, because a bed and a Nariko place. So he might nod off himself or get up or ... or just lay there, somewhat awkwardly, pulling out of her. Oh well. ]
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But when Nariko falls asleep it's safe to say she'll be out for a good hour, at the very least, Mikado will manage to wiggle his way out if he really wants to. But he did promise to help her unpack later on so, hopefully that occurs in the future! But right now, sleeping is good, and it was a pretty awesome date.]