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The Roof; Late Monday Evening.

Walking around town hadn't worked, so Sakurazaki figured the only thing to do was to just give into her need to do some heavy-duty brooding and thinking. And, of course, the best place to do that was the roof. So she sat, legs tucked up close to her, watching the evening turn into night.

Wishes. Of course, Sakurazaki had one. But it seemed far too impossible.

Every meeting happens for a reason....

How much of that could she trust to believe?

[[ emo on the rooftop? Surely, you jest! open! ]]

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Clang clang clang . . .

A workman's light was hooked over what was really quite a pathetic little ramp when you really thought about it, a bit of a triangle and far too close to the edge of the roof for safety. Jude rolled out from under it to frown at something, totally not noticing the girl curled up on the ledge.

He was a little stunned that way.

[[*establishes* *prepares to flee at any moment*]]

Sakurazaki turned her head a bit slowly toward the light and the sounds, frowning a bit and wondering why she was just now noticing it. Guess she really had been stuck in her thoughts. It slowly came back into her memory that Jude had mentioned working on a ramp on the roof; her heart lept a little. Slowly, she pushed herself to her feet, took a few light steps closer.

"Jude?" she asked tenatively, peeking over, although she was pretty sure it was him.

[[ sp love? ^_^ ]]

Jude must have made two complete revolutions before actually seeing her, more than a little off-balance. The weekend had done a number on his head. A broad smile spread across his face as soon as he focused. "Setsuna! You're back!" He was hugging her in three long strides, almost a tackle.

[[Of course!]]

Taken back a bit, despite knowing she should have expected as much, Sakurazaki stumbled a few steps, and then quickly realized that Jude was hugging one of her hidden wounds. "Of course I am," she smiled, but she was only able to get it a quick hug back before the pain took over. "But...ow. Ow, ow, ow..." Lightly, she pushed away. "Careful. Still a little sore."

"Ack! Aww, man, I'm sorry!" Jude yelped, springing backward and looking suitably abashed and puppyish. "Sorry!"

Smooth, Jude, real smooth. She had been doing secret ninja-stuff all weekend, 'course she was sore. Dolt.

"Oh, no, it's okay!" Sakurazaki quickly gushed, stepping forward to close the gap created from Jude springing back. She set a hand on his shoulder and smiled assuringly. She'd liked the hug and felt bad for not being strong enough to accept it despite the pain. It felt good after the weekend, the afternoon... "All my battle wounds are pretty well hidden, so it's my fault for not warning you sooner."

Jude looked at her with the dopey adoration he felt for her shining in his eyes and lifted his hand as if to cup her cheek, hovering above the scar on her cheek before falling away. He looked down, sheepish. "B-battle wounds, huh? I guess . . . I didn't think it would be that bad. Kinda stupid of me, eh?"

Sakurazaki's cheek started to nudge for his cupped hand, only to find that it had fallen away. But, instead of letting her eyes fall, too, she lifted her chin. "They shouldn't have been that bad," she stated stiffly. "I should have done better. But a lot of it also has to do with the fact that so many others were injured that Ojou-sama didn't really have the energy to heal me as well as them. My wounds were really minimal; her attention had to go to those who needed it more."

Jude didn't really understand that, but he nodded anyways. "If you say so." He looked up at her, the smile peeking through again. "I'm glad you're back, though."

"Me, too." Sakurazaki smiled back. She hadn't really been sure if she really was glad to be back, but seeing Jude again definately had her leaning that way. It allowed her to think less about the demons and fightings and more about her first night there, the party the girls had thrown for her, being forced to babble about him to all their giggles and squeals of disbelief. She chuckled a little, remembering, shaking her head. "And, hey, it's over. No more obsessive training, back to normal ol' Setsuna."

Jude chuckled. "Aw, I didn't mind it so much." He grinned mischieviously at her - well, as mischieviously as mellow got - and moved a little closer, still hesitant to touch her in case he hurt her again. "Does normal ol' Setsuna have anything about giving her boyfriend a hello kiss? It has been a long weekend . . ."

Sakurazaki chuckled a little, beaming grin on her face. It seemed as though slicing up demons had made her forget how utterly adorable Jude could be. "Normal ol' Setsuna must have completely forgotten her manners." She leaned over to give him a kiss, which she intended to be just a quick, fleeting one, but he was right about it being a long weekend, and it ended up being much more than a quick hello kiss.

[[*finally has kiss icon, yayz*]]

Yay! Kisses!

Jude was an enthusiastic participant. And it had been quite a long weekend. His hand came up to cup her unbruised cheek, still unwilling to wrap his arms around her like he wanted to.

Kisses were definately something she'd missed that weekend. And kisses were definately something that could make her forget not only her wounds for a moment, but also crazy ladies with wish shops and demon-sensing powers. She continued to kiss Jude, wrapping her arms around him, hoping maybe he'd get the cue that it would be okay for him to do the same...just...lightly.

Jude smiled into the kiss, his hands very, very gently slipping around her waist. Kissing Setsuna was one of those things that he could do all day, every day. He forgot about his little ramp, his very weird weekend, and the six-story drop to their side. Because he was kissing Setsuna.

Perhaps that six-story drop at their side was something they could have stood to be a little more aware of, especially as, leaning into the kiss, Sakurazaki was losing not only herself in the moment, but also her balance.

Thankfully, her ninja-reflexes were still dreadfully sharp. So what would have started as an accidental tackling of Jude followed by a tumble off off the roof quickly became a mere loss of footing, a quick catching of Jude to keep him from falling, and her wings almost instantly shooting out. "Umm..." Sakurazaki was a little wide-eyed. "Maybe we'd better move over a little..."

"Uh, yeah," Jude breathed, a little wide-eyed himself. He took a few steps back, moving towards the middle of the roof, but still very unwilling to let go of her.

Between still holding on to each other and the wings, the shifting of position was awkward, so Sakurazaki quickly folded them back in, with very little thought or pain, just a little wince as they settled in entirely. Tiny bit of a whimper. She'd used them a lot over the weekend, so they were getting easier to fold and unfold.

"S...sorry about that," she said quietly, still a little flushed and shaken.

"Sorry about what?" Jude asked, his hand cupping her cheek again, looking concerned. "You okay?"

Sakurazaki smiled lightly, fondly, for his concern. "Of course I am," she said, and the smile became a smirk. "For having nearly thrown us both over the roof, anyway."

Jude waved a hand dismissively, lifting his chin a bit and hiding a smile. "Nah, don't worry about it, bra. I woulda bounced, I'm ~~a cartoon character~~ bendy like that."

"Now that'd be something to see," Sakurazaki chuckled lightly. "Almost makes me wish I hadn't caught ya."

Jude eeped theatrically and pretended to cling to her.

Which fueled more chuckling and a reassuring hug. "Don't worry; I'll take your bouncing abilities on your honourable word."

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