Classy Spitfire [Closed]

There were some things in Sakura's life that she had completely forgotten about. She didn't remember much about her childhood, but that was because she didn't really have one. She didn't remember any friends that she had ever had before Ryuunosuke, but that is once again because she never really had any. There were a lot of things that Sakura didn't remember having. However, there was one thing she did have, but had also forgotten about it's existence. Sakura's birthday was coming up and she had absolutely no idea. It had never been important to anyone, even herself. It started off important, especially when she watched all the other kid's in school invite each other to birthday parties and leave her out of it. It wasn't hard to realize that the girl that had her parents hate her and hated herself was going to be hated by everyone. After her seventh birthday, Sakura stopped trying. It didn't matter.

And so she continued on with her current life without any idea what today was. She woke up, cooked breakfast, and made sure there was a nice warm plate ready for Ryuunosuke before heading off for her morning warm-up. She finished her stretches, did regular exercises, and then began to run. She rushed around the track as quickly as she could, putting 120% effort into her warm-up as if it were the main event. As she was coming around, she noticed Ryuunosuke coming in and returned his wave. She noticed the suitcase and was automatically confused, so she decided to stop her run next to him. "What's with the sui-..." Sakura was given her answer before she could really ask for it, "Well alright then. Good morning, Ryuunosuke." She giggled and was about to continue her run when he gave her a change of clothes. "No training? That isn't... Huh?" Sakura was very confused. This was not like him.

"Al-Alright then." she nodded and went on to change. She had already worked up a bit of a sweat, so she took a few extra minutes to shower and clean herself up. She was not going to walk around smelling like a dirt filled gym if they weren't training. After a quick shower, she made sure she was refreshed with the normal feminine products (deodorant and melon-esque perfume) and met Ryuunosuke where he wanted. Her hair was still wet and down from the usual pony tail. Once she got to him, she began putting her hair up. "I'm not in trouble am I? I have no idea what I even did. I'm sorry, though." Sakura was worried. She never expected Ryuunosuke to change a routine... never.

"O-O-Oh. Okay then." Sakura nodded shyly, her confusion for today's events already taking it's toll on her mind. She wasn't in trouble and he wasn't a liar, so she was clear there, but what was he wanting to do? No training? Maybe he was taking her out on a new mission he received. Did he want to test her? No, not this soon after the last one, right? Sakura followed him in the usual silence until he broke it. It wasn't with an order or anything like that either. It was a question about her well being. "Um..." Sakura stared in surprise at him and then shook her head, "No, no. No pain, which is good. I've heard some scars have a constant pain effect, so I got lucky there. It's just a scar, nothing more. Since I wanted to keep it, I'm thankful for that. Captain Hayashi really is a miracle worker."

Ryuunosuke's next question gave Sakura a moment to glare at the sword on her waist. This thing was a pain in the ass. Sakura sighed and shrugged lightly. "Nothing has really changed with him. He hates me and points out my worthlessness all the time." Sakura spoke nonchalantly. She was used to the insults and even spoke like she believed them. "Though, he hasn't taken away the second form, which surprised me. I thought he would have, but... he hasn't." Sakura smiled a bit at this realization and then smiled wider up at Ryuunosuke. "I think it was something you said or did, couldn't have been me. He really doesn't like me. He likes you though, says I'm lucky to have you, but I already knew that."

Sakura just smiled gratefully at him. His words were kind and she took them to heart, or at least tried to. The silence on the rest of the trip left Sakura's mind running wild about where they were going. They arrived at some building she had never been to before. He opened the door and she waited for her signal to enter. When he gave it, she slowly stepped in. The place was dark and when he closed the door it was darker. She couldn't really see anything beyond the light coming from under the door. "Uh.. Ryuunosuke. Wh-What is this place?" she asked with a little fear in her tone. She didn't move a muscle until she saw a small flicker and began inching her way toward it. She heard a loud clang and looked back toward Ryuunosuke. She tilted her head, wanting to tell him he looked like a killer in a thriller movie, but she decided to hold her tongue. And then those two words threw her off completely.

Sakura looked back to the table and saw the cake. The amount of emotion that ran through her in that short amount of time was unexplainable. Sakura stared at the cake for a few moments and then looked back to him. She looked confused, shaking her head like "how did you even know", but said nothing. She couldn't even remember the day, so was he even right? She looked at her hands and counted up a few numbers on her fingers to show that she had forgotten. Was today really that day? Yes, it was. "I..." a small noise was all it was. She couldn't speak. Her lips parted and came together over and over again. "I've never...." Sakura looked back to the cake and then to him again. She pointed at it. "It's mine?" she asked, her voice strained from the overwhelming emotion. She looked back to it and tears finally fell. She sat down and placed her hands on either side of the cake. "Th-Th-Thank you."

The sight of Sakura crying over a perfectly good cake was pitiful, even if the cake was a simple one. Some might have even assumed that it being so simple was why she was crying, but that wasn't the type of person Sakura was. Sakura brought her hands to her lap and stared at them. "No, Ryuunosuke. I'm crying because I forgot that it was my birthday," she said and then looked up to him with tear filled eyes, "I forgot it because I have never celebrated it. I've never had a party, or friends to tell me 'Happy Birthday', or any sort of present before. And I've definitely never had someone get me a cake. My Mom would laugh at me and tell me that she'd never waste money on me just because I was born. She never wanted me in the first place, so why would she? I gave up having a birthday years ago."

Sakura finally smiled then and looked at the cake, wiping her tears away. "This is amazing." she laughed through her sobbing. There was a bit of a glow about her, one that had probably never been there before. She kept smiling, laughing, and crying all at once. "I almost don't want to eat it, but I've never had one before, so I've kinda got myself a dilemma here." Sakura looked back to him and her insecurities quickly rushed forward again. The smile dropped and she glanced back to the cake and then to him again. "I-I-It really... is mine... right? No joke? I really have a birthday cake?" she asked him like a child who had been tricked about her birthday for her entire life. She wanted it to be real and was scared to death that someone was gonna pop out saying it was a joke and the cake was fake.

"What?" Sakura's eyes shifted up to him in surprise and then looked back to the cake with a smile. She giggled a little. "What could be better? It's wonderful." She spoke genuinely, but still questioned if it was actually hers. He confirmed it and all of her sadness went away. Sakura had never looked so happy. "Of course I'm going to eat it, but you have to eat it with me!" Sakura motioned for him to sit down as well and then cut them both a slice, sneakily giving him a larger one, though she figured he'd notice. He seemed to notice everything, even when her birthday was coming up! Sakura's smile was not dropping. She was too happy. She picked up her fork and took that first bite of her birthday cake. It was like the best thing she had ever eaten! Sakura savored each bite and after about fiv- No, when the cake was finished, she finally looked up to Ryuunosuke and smiled even wider. "It's delicious!!"

That look of repulsion was like getting a solid strike to Sakura's relaxed stomach. There was no way to prepare for it. It just happened and it hurt. She felt like she had just spat in his face or something and a bit of that happy-high she had faded very quickly. Once he sat down, she gave him the larger piece. She had planned to from the beginning, but now it was kind of like a sorry. Her original mindset and the silence during the eating of her cake would have been her just enjoying it, but now it was the awkwardness she felt between them. When she finished her cake, a smile was growing again and that glow was returning. She didn't realize she had gobbled most of the cake down. She couldn't help it!

Sakura will be fat today. "I did enjoy it." Sakura exclaimed happily, but as he went on that smile faded. He wanted her to celebrate it, even if he's not around. "What's the point?" she asked with a brutal honesty that usually he was the one to express, "Sitting alone on this day isn't a celebration. It's no different than any other day if I'm not sharing it with someone. If no one else is around to agree that my birthday is important, than it's not. You already know I care a lot about what other people think, too much sometimes, and I am working on that... However, a birthday? There's no point if you're not there. Now, if I somehow make a friend and tell them when my birthday is and they want to celebrate it with me, then yes, I can do that. I just don't want to throw it in people's face. If they don't care, then they don't care." This was trauma that Sakura had learned to deal with because of her Mother. Sakura had asked each year about her own birthday and was rejected. No point if no one cares.

The amount of joy that Sakura showed was incomparable to anything she had shown before. Even when it finally settled in her mind that she had the second form of her shikai she wasn't this happy. But then this conversation came up. Sakura had it in her mind that she wasn't going to get another friend if she was honest with herself. It was Ryuunosuke only and she was trying desperately to make sure it stayed that way. Of course, her view on friendship was highly skewed and desperation made that much worse. She said nothing else because she did not want to argue with him. She didn't want to say anything of the contrary, even if it's how she felt. When he stood, she followed his lead in confusion.

"Is this place special?" she asked and watched him. He activated a senkaimon and explained why. Then he went on to ask if she was ready for her birthday present. There was only one thing that came to her mind. Sakura looked at him, blinked, and tilted her head. "Another?" she asked quite innocently, not knowing it was possible to get two, or whether he didn't think the cake was a present. Maybe the cake was just tradition no matter what on birthdays? Sakura didn't know. She lightly nodded and followed Ryuunosuke. "So, where are we going?" she asked him as the two went through the senkaimon.

Sakura wouldn't have called this temperature hot, but she understood what he meant. The first scent she noticed was the salt heavy air and realized quickly they were near the beach. Sakura helped with assembling the gigai. She had never been in one before, so this was exciting to her. Once finished, she dressed it like told and then the two stepped into their respective gigai. Ryuunosuke was correct on how the gigai would form-fit her. As he went to shove the case away, Sakura found herself moving a little strangely. She wiggled her butt, but it was because she felt a bit of tightness at the waist. After that, she stretched the arms out by hugging herself and then leaned left and right. "Feels funny."

Sakura giggled and turned her attention back to Ryuunosuke as everything in the gigai eased up. The two took a short walk through the city near the beach just to get a nice look at everything. The first thing Sakura noticed was pretty water, then pretty people, and the smell of high-class in the air. She felt a little strange and wondered if she could even fit in around here. If she stuck to Ryuunosuke, she figured she could. He was high-class enough to handle these people! "Yes!" Sakura replied with a bit of a hop in her step, a huge smile gracing her lips. She enjoyed the feeling of the ocean breeze gently caressing her skin. The smell of the ocean was wonderful and relaxed her. "Alright then. Let's go."

After a short walk along a shopping strip, the two found one of many bathing suit shops on the street. Sakura took her time looking through them and were surprised to find some that were literally just string. She showed them to Ryuunosuke and whispered a few times, "Can you believe humans wear things like this? It covers so little... I know bathing suits naturally do that, but this is ridiculous." She searched a bit more and found one that she absolutely loved and hoped it would fit. She went and tried it on and luckily it did. She took it off and came out of the dressing room rather excited. "Found it. Found mine!" she said and intentionally held it where he could not see. "Don't look. Don't look!" And once the bathing suits were bought, Sakura headed outside of the store. "So, where to next?"

Sakura was kind of shy, so changing in a beach changing room wasn't fun. She wished she had kept her bikini under her clothes when they left the shop. When she finished changing, she met Ryuunosuke out near the rental area. She was wearing her shirt over the bathing suit. The excitement from before had faded once she was no longer hidden behind closed doors. She was okay with the spot chosen, currently preferring a lack of people near them. Sakura sat down with him and looked out over the ocean. She could hear the faint sounds of people down the way on the sand, but mostly just heard the waves crashing onto the shore. She had never been to the beach to just relax. She liked it.

Sakura let the silence continue for a while. It was comfortable just sitting here without a word between them. It wouldn't stay like that for long since Sakura liked talking, at least to him. She turned to Ryuunosuke and lightly poked his shoulder. "Do you think there are sharks out there?" she asked. She wanted to swim in the ocean, but was nervous. She didn't want to go alone, didn't know what was out there, and did not want to leave him here. She had this sinking feeling that he was not going to join her. "Do you think you will swim?" she gave into her curiosity and asked him, praying he'd say yes.

This man was dense, seriously dense. There was no point in swimming alone. Sakura found very little point in anything fun if she was doing it alone. There were some things that can be done without someone accompanying you, such as listening to music, training, and masterbating! And even that last one was better if someone was there helping you out. She got the no she expected and just stared out at the water. She really did want to swim, but this wasn't a fucking pool. When Ryuunosuke told her to go into the water, she decided she might as well. She let out an involuntary sigh of disappointment, stood up, removed the shirt, and walked toward the water. Sakura was wearing a two piece bikini with a zig-zag multi-colored pattern that tied both around her neck and in the back. It was a simple but cute design and definitely something that Sakura would have picked out for herself.

Sakura put her feet in the water and was surprised by the cold water. It always took people time to get used to the change. She slowly went in until the water reached her waist and then stopped. She stared out to the water, thinking in her self-hating ways. A minute or two passed before she just lowered herself in the water and held onto a mostly buried rock so she wouldn't come back up. The water here was clear and quite beautiful. She kept her eyes closed for the sake of salt and held her breath for as long as she could, which was actually a pretty long time. At least thirty second passed and Sakura came up to take in a breath of air. Used to the water temperature, Sakura decided to go out a little farther and dove under to swim out. Once she got far enough, she came up and looked around.

Sakura had her fill of the water. She came walking back onto shore after a decent time out and took a place on her towel next to Ryuunosuke. She said nothing and just laid there in the warmth of the sun. She was relaxed and rather content with how her day was going. His next words caught her off guard. Sakura's eyes shot open and she looked up to Ryuunosuke, putting a hand over her eyes to block the sun. She blinked surprised at him and the hint of red on her cheeks was obvious. She smiled lightly and sat up, curling her knees to her chest and laying her head sideways on them to face him. "Thank you." she said sweetly, "If you don't like the beach, why'd you choose this place? I mean, I know I do, but I'd rather go somewhere that we could both have fun and enjoy each other's company."

Sakura may have been dense and a little air-headed at times, but she wasn't stupid. She knew Ryuunosuke well enough that his current behavior sent up a red flag. She listened to him attempt to explain himself and just tilted her head at him. Was he actually hiding something? She glanced out to the ocean and back to him, wondering what it could be. Once he he finished, she crawled over toward him on all fours. She stared curiously at him, getting closer than she normally would have. "I know you're not scared of it. You wouldn't fear something like water, that's just silly..." she spoke, but it was mostly to herself. She was trying to figure things out. "You already said there are no sharks here and the water is clear enough that other creatures really couldn't sneak up on you..." she looked out to the ocean again and then back to him, "Oh... Huh. Ryuunosuke... Do you not know how to swim?" For once, Sakura felt that she might have been able to deduce something about him, not the other way around.