tenminutes: (I really love pinwheels.)
[ The beach! It'd been a great day today. It'd been a long time since she'd felt this refreshed. Probably since she was a little kid, but since she'd closed herself off after that, it wasn't like she had been going out to a ton of places that were filled with people.

That idiot had gotten her to though. You know, after the massive amounts of embarrassment of having a red-headed moron show up to her classroom every day when school got out to ask if he could walk her home or if she'd go get coffee with him... It wasn't until the other students in her class started calling him her "escort service" that she finally agreed on the condition that he stop coming to her class every damn day. After she'd finally started talking to him to do more than just yell at him or tell him to go away or argue with him, she let herself get to know him. Yuri had let herself get to know him and eventually she'd started caring about him and now..

Now when she was at home on the weekends she actually hoped he would call her like he did today and ask her to go to some ridiculous place out of the blue. In this case, right in front of the great, deep blue.

Yuri laughed a little as she pulled a second towel over her, one separating her and the sandy beach beneath her and she looked over at her idiot. She'd always thought it'd be better to be alone, but after so much time trying, Battler had finally gotten through to her and she was glad for it. Even if everything before she'd met him wasn't enough to make her smile anything but practiced, he'd at least made her able to smile for real. Yuri sat up and grabbed her water bottle from the ice chest between them. ]


Are we going to do something dumb like watch the sunset together?

[ He always did like that corny crap. ]
tenminutes: (Fuuu.. It was a really good joke okay?)
[ She'd decorated the parlor with goofy Christmas decorations, a Christmas tree, and had spent all morning delivering presents and people to various places with free worldhops. Christmas wasn't normally such a big deal to her, but having a lot of time on her hands meant she could spend extra time doing all sorts of things.

As for right now, though, that time was past. It was evening, and now.. Now was that dinner she'd promised Battler. She'd only returned a short while ago. Yuri wasn't a great cook, despite her many other talents, so it was mostly just well-arranged restaurant food. By well arranged, of course, that was something she'd almost given up on because the stupid romantic atmosphere was almost too much. A red candle with holly at the bottom in the center of the table, their food put on plates instead of in the takeout boxes she'd brought the food back in. She'd changed clothes from the goofy Santa outfit she'd been wearing to something a little bit nicer. It was still weird not being in her uniform, but it wasn't something that she needed to do anymore. She'd already "graduated," technically.

Yuri shifted slightly, fiddling with a small box in her hand, wrapped up like a small present. After a second, she tucked the box underneath the chair she'd set out for herself, across from the one she'd set out for Battler, then left the room to, quite rudely, yell down the hall. ]


Battler, get over here!

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