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Fourth Floor Common Room; Early Sunday Evening.

Sakurazaki had spent all morning in the gym. All afternoon as well. And she intended on returning after this, but she was still half-human and needed a bit of rest and a lot of food. She set about making something simple. Rice, noodles, steamed vegetables, and green tea. And she made extra, just in case someone did show up. She wasn't certain if anyone would really want any, but it seemed rude that, after mooching off so many others, if she didn't have anything to offer in return. Taking a seat at a table with her meager meal, she munched quietly while considering which direction to take her training for the next few days.

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Jude followed his nose and his girlfriend-senses to the common room, wandering in with a grin on his face and a bandage on his thumb.

"Hey," he said, slipping his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

[[Jude/Setsuna: Theirloveissoslowplayed.]]

((Jude/Setsuna + Ranma: Heissostalkingthem.))

[[Creeeeeeeeeepy.]]

((John gets popcorn. Screw popcorn, he gets the camcorder. America's Stupidest Videos, here he comes!))

"Hey." Despite looking rather sweaty and disheveled from her training, Sakurazaki gives Jude a smile, shifting her head slightly to see him on her shoulder. But then instantly seizes his hand for a better look at that bandage. She frowns. "What happened here?"

Jude looked sheepish and he tried to tug his hand away. ". . . I hit myself on the thumb with a hammer," he muttered.

Sakurazaki winces a little, allowing him to pull it away after quelling the ridiculous urge to do something cute like kissing the bandage. She was in training; she couldn't afford to be cute right now. "When did you do that?"

"Uh, yesterday?" Was it yesterday? Jude didn't even remember.

Another frown. "What were you working on?"

"A ramp." Jude tilted his arm up to illustrate his point. "Up on the roof. I'd try for a half-pipe but I don't have the materials to get the curve."

Sakurazaki's jaw dropped, and then snapped shut as she tried to blink the expression of shock and disappointment out of her eyes. If she had processed this all properly, then this conflicted entirely with the Top Secret Plan she'd been researching last week and intended to put into full swing when she got back from Japan. But she could also be jumping to conclusions. Seemed unlikely, though.

"You built a ramp up on the roof?" she asked nervously. "How...how did that go?"

Completely misinterpreting her expression, Jude waved his bandaged hand quickly. "Don't worry, it doesn't go off the roof. It was just the only place I could think of that wouldn't annoy someone really badly or anything."

"Just...just a ramp, then?" There's a little bit of unrestrained hope in her voice; if it were just a ramp, then her Top Secret Plan might still be effective. Assuming that he didn't extend things beyond that while she was gone....For the first time since she'd recieved it, Sakurazaki started to feel bitter toward her assignment. If it weren't for the need to train all week, she could have had the plan initiated by now, done by the weekend! She sighed heavily, poking her lunch with a chopstick. She'd still have to tell Jude about the job, too; she really wasn't looking forward to having to do that, remembering how he reacted the last time she had to leave. And this was going all the way back home. And for something far more serious...

Jude nodded. "Just a ramp. Not even a really good one." He sighed. "I miss the mall . . ."

Sakurazaki hoped that she didn't look too relieved. But it really was a pity that she'd have to put this off for a whole week; she hated seeing him down like this, but, if she were able to pull off her Top Secret Plan, she knew the instances of such a case would be greatly reduced.

"Lots to board on there, I take it?" she encouraged the conversation with a light smile. She knew that she should just tell him about this weekend, but she just couldn't. Not right now, when he already seemed a little bummed. So maybe talking about something he loved would cheer him up a bit.

"Yeah." Jude smiled a little. "Tile's pretty good to move on, but it's more like lots to board around. It's just one big obstacle course. Only most of the obstacles are moving around."

Tile. Obstacles. Moving around. Sakurazaki wished she had her notebook with her. Granted, they were pretty easy things to remember, but, with all the stuff for the weekend in her head, she worried about forgetting them.

...Wait. Moving around? Sakurazaki arched an eyebrow. "You...you mean people?" Try as she might, she couldn't help grinning a bit.

Jude nodded, his smile getting bigger. "Yeah. Best kinda obstacles. Specially if they're holding stuff. Or firing tennis balls at me." He puffed out his chest proudly. "I can snatch a penny from a girl's hand at thirty klicks an hour."

Trying to imagine the installation of one of those tennis ball shooter machines into her Top Secret Plan, Sakurazaki outright laughed at the ridiculousness of her own ambitions. That might be pushing it a little bit, but the image amused her and, for the first time, really, since she'd found out about her job, she wasn't even thinking about it. She was thinking entirely about Jude, and his skateboarding, and the enthusiasm that it created in him.

"I'd really like to see that sometime," she gushed.

"See? This is why you totally have to come to Toronto some time. I mean, I could do it in any mall, but I really know my mall. The timing of it, y'know? Like, if Mr. Weinstein is coming out of the pharmacy when I'm by Grind Me, I know exactly when and where I can pants him if I start moving. Precision."

In the back of her mind, something was telling Sakurazaki that she should let herself be distracted. She was in training; she had to stay hard. She had to remind herself that she was a stone-cold killer. But, damn it, she just couldn't do it around Jude. She chuckled a little. "Sounds like you've got the whole thing down pretty well."

She bit her lip for a moment. She knew she should tell Jude about the weekend; if anything, him talking about Toronto should give her a segue, if an awkward one, but she just can't bring herself to it. Why was she so hesitant?

"Yeah. 'Course, the whole system gets messed up when Coach Halder starts training for one of his paintball wars. Or Ron's training a new rent-a-cop, 'cause then he moves slower and throws off my timing," Jude grinned.

He hugged her close for a moment and kissed her on the cheek. "So, what's new with you?"

...In retrospect, half of what Jude had told her about the mall didn't make a lick of sense to her, but it definately intrigued her to the point that, even if it weren't for the significance of what such a thing would hold, she'd go to Toronto with him if only to see this all for herself.

"Not much," she replied idly, leaning in a little to the kiss on the cheek and grinning before wondering what she was doing, saying 'not much,' when, in fact, a lot was new. She blushed a bit, eyes shifting away nervously. "Well, I've been training a lot today. I, um..." Ugh, just say it... "I've got to go to Japan next weekend, for...for a job..."

She'd have to wait for a response from Jude before she could relax.

Jude went still and his arms slipped a bit. "A job? Like, a job-job, or just a job?" He realised that was babbling and swallowed. "I mean . . . you're coming back, right?"

Sakurazaki's first thought was a distinct hopefully, but she had enough good sense to keep that one to herself. But this was the kind of response she was dreading. She sucked in a breath, nodding a little.

"I should be back Sunday night, yeah." Should. She poked at her food a little bit again; what was she doing here? She should be back to her training so that should wouldn't be an issue. "I leave Friday, so it's just a weekend mission."

Jude's shoulders sagged a bit, relieved. "Good. That's good." He kissed her cheek again. "Ya had me worried for a sec, bra. But I guess if it's just for a weekend . . ."

"Worried?" she asked, looking up at him a bit, looking rather worried herself. She felt like she shouldn't keep things from him, but, if he was already worried about her just leaving, Sakurazaki'd hate to think of how he'd respond if he knew what she was leaving for...

"Yeah," Jude grinned. "I went through all the trouble of finding myself the perfect girlfriend. Hate to have to do it all over again."

Ack. Definately not making this easy. She didn't even feel like disputing the whole 'perfect girlfriend' comment. And all this talk of finality just sent Sakurazaki's appitite very far away. "I should actually probably get back to my training..." Because finding a new girlfriend due to the other one being mauled by demons is probably not a very fun pursuit...

Jude nodded. He had something else in mind that she could be doing, but she seemed kinda off. He wasn't going to bug her about it. "Okay. One last kiss, though?" Jude pulled a puppy-dog face. "For a poor little skater boy who can't even use a hammer right?"

She should have said no. Cold, hard killers didn't kiss their boyfriends, because cold, hard killers didn't have boyfriends. They couldn't afford them. She definately felt a little sick now; how could continue to keep this part of herself from him? Sure, he knew that she was into all this ninja stuff, but did he know the extent of it? Did he understand the gravity of what she had to do this weekend? And, if he did, could he possibly even like her anymore, want to be with her, see her as he saw her now? She couldn't imagine it; how could anyone want to be with someone who killed her own kind, for the right price and the ability to continue breathing for another day?

There was another reason to hesitate, as well. Sakurazaki very well knew that, if she kissed him now, she'd want to kiss him again, and again, and she wouldn't want to have anything to do with training. Kissing Jude had that weird effect on her that made her nearly forget about anything else in the world...and, right now, that would be dangerous.

...But one kiss wouldn't hurt, right? Besides, if she didn't give him a kiss, he'd be hurt or think something was wrong, and then he'd ask and she'd have to tell him everything.

So Jude got his kiss. Two, actually. First, Sakurazaki gave a light little peck across his bandaged thumb, allowing herself that first cute impulse she'd had when she saw it, smiling a bit as she told him, "You should be more careful with those things." She then leaned in to kiss him, and she held onto it as long as she could, clutching onto as much of that feeling of escape as she could without falling completely into it.

[[haha, i'm such a novelist. -_-]]

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