...

Everyone goes silent and looks between Ciri and Reima, the latter is finding himself just as confused as them however. He blushes slightly, "Er, if you want, I guess?" he says quietly but receives a jab to the stomach by Ciri.

Damien "So... When you're out at night you're..."

Angela grins widely "Snogging?"

Alicia "Touching?"

Olivia squeaks out, "B-b.u.mming?"

...

The others look at the quiet girl strangely, she after the attention is focused on her seems to shrink into herself and doesn't speak anymore on the topic.

Ciri "That's all our own business, though I have no idea what b.u.mming is... We'd appreciate if you didn't go spreading this around."

Angelia "That's fine, but you have to give us all the juicy details... If your fine with it of course.

Ciri shrugs, "Depends on what you ask."

Alicia "When did you two hook up?" she asks.

Ciri goes silent, internally quickly trying to think up a satisfactory answer...

"We went to a beach... I asked him there."

Angela "You asked him?"

Ciri nods, "He's quite shy if you get to know him." she almost laughs at his expression when she says that.

Angela "Who'd thought? With that scar and those eyes you look pretty fierce, who knew you were a teddy bear at heart." she says to him.

Reima who has no other choice than to follow Ciri's lead has to find an explination that'll settle with his pride. "No, I just thought as Ciri is quite manly she'd want to be the one to ask first." he says with a neutral face.

Damien roars with laughter at this along with Angela and Alicia, Ciri glances back at him with an angry look before turning back and smiling at their friends. "Yes, It's laid the foundation of the rest of our relations.h.i.+p, as I'm the one who wears the trousers around here."

The duo continue to bicker while their friends laugh, Snuffles who's resting on the table and sipping the last rations of blood they have left looks back and forth to them, as if she's watching a tennis match.

Eventually lunch ends and everyone has to separate to attend their lessons, once done Ciri, Snuffles and Reima meet back up inside the room of requirements...

Reima "You're the one who wears the trousers in the relations.h.i.+p?" he opens up with a funny expression.

Ciri "I had to ask because I'm manly?"

Reima "Why'd you tell them we were in a relations.h.i.+p in the first place?"

Ciri shrugs, "There wasn't any other option that didn't sound impossible or suspicious!"

The tension rises as they both approach each other, their voices getting louder.

Reima "Did you really have to say I'd wear your nickers for fun!?!"

Ciri "Did YOU have to say I wear your s.h.i.+rts?!?"

Reima "W-what! That's something women usually do!"

Ciri "Not this woman!"

They eye each other, wondering what'll be said next. A strange feeling overtaking them despite the tense atmosphere... Suddenly the tension breaks and the two wrap their arms around the other and start kissing madly, like two virgins starved for love.

Nerissa who'd started training with her Iaito looks back with widen eyes as the duo continue their tongue swapping match on the floor, slowly increasing in intensity as they go. She allows them to continue for a minute but it becomes too distracting to train like this, and walks up and gives a gentle cough into her little hand. "*Cough*, Stop, can't train."

The two on the floor lost in pa.s.sion suddenly halt as if time had stopped, they gingerly look up at Nerissa and the position their in and scramble backwards.

Ciri who's panting due to having more tongue then oxygen looks at him in surprise, "You.."

Reima who doesn't need to breath in the first place looks at her confused, "Me?"

Nerissa "Both, stop." she mutters before walking back over to the training dummies and dismembering with more fervour than she had previously.

The two who're still sitting on the floor can barely look at each other without blus.h.i.+ng fiercely.

Reima "So..." he asks, not knowing what to say in this situation.

Ciri herself has a conflicted expression, as if she doesn't know what to do.

Reima "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" he asks, causing her to frown and throw her boot at him.

Ciri "What a way to ruin the moment." she says and stomps off to watch Nerissa's training.

Reima sighs, this is weird... Back in his past life in England he'd just need to have a snog, maybe more and that'd be it, he'd unknowingly slip into and out of relations.h.i.+ps seemingly at the whim of the woman he as currently involved with. With Ciri it was different, he didn't know what she wanted and he was sure she didn't know herself. Yes, he'd like to be in a relations.h.i.+p with her but pus.h.i.+ng the final mile towards someone who might not even want a relations.h.i.+p is nerve wracking to say the least. He hadn't even intended to kiss her, it just happened... Naturally. He unconsciously licks his lips, "Sweet." he notes.

Deciding to work out his nerves through training he sits down and starts creating Elder Blood channels yet again for him to eventually be able to utilise the Dark Hand.