First day jitters (onira)

[Shea]

Shea looked at Onira her eyes slid closed as he touched her briefly moving the strands of hair that had fallen in her face. She smiled and opened her eyes looking at him once more.

"I am sorry if I blush frequently. I'm just not used to such attentions and I've never hugged a person on the first day of meeting them." she said and smiled again. "I wouldn't ask you to leave I am really enjoying your company."

She stood up tucking the stray strand of hair behind her ear as she smiled down at Onira and went into the next box. Ahh.. yes the trophies. The small shelf above her desk was perfect for those and she drug that box over and began to place her awards and trophies up on the little shelf all danceing ribbons and awards from her ballet. She had left the newspaper clippings at home but she was a bit partial to the trophies. She planned to continue dancing here.. somehow.

Next came books of course her three boxes packed of books and thanks to Onira the bookshelves she had scent ahead where now the same steal color as the rest of her furniture and she loved it. She began to unpack organizing hard back and paper back seperatly. She would let her gaze run to Onira when she turned around to pick out another several books to place them on the shelves. That took a few minutes really about ten or so as she packed in a very organized fashion and she turned around and began unfolding the empty boxes so she could slide them under the bed.

"So, what kinds of things do you do for fun Onira?" she asked as she opened the next box and pulled out her bedding. Quilts and bed sheets in shades of lavender, silver, and black. She began to make the bed as she waited for the answer.

[Onira]

Onira watched as Shea walked away and continued her job. He was quite surprised by what she unpacked. Ribbons and trophies and awards. Wow. Most of, if not all of them seemed to be for ballet and dancing. The reason this was so surprising was because, well, Onira didn't really think of her as a dancer. She seemed to be graceful, but also a little embaressed by anything public. Didn't look like the type to be doing something of that sort infront of people. But of course, one can't judge.

"Don't worry about the blushing. I don't mind. It's kind of cute."

He gave a grin and watched Shea unpack some more boxes. Books. A lot of them. Wow. Then again, Onira couldn't really speak about a lot of books. He had a countless number of them in his closet, piled almost to the top. It was a little embaressing actually. He reffered to so many of them, that sometimes he felt like a bit of a bookworm. But, he didn't really have the attitude to be classified as a 'bookworm', and didn't exactly seem like the one to read much. But, a book's cover.

"For fun, huh?"

He had to get a mischievous look in his eyes after that question. For him, fun was something else. Fun was getting the heart pumping as fast as he could. This, was just scary for other people. Mostly, because 'fun', consisted of alchemizing a large, very steep slide from the top of the academy right to the ground, and just hoping the wind didn't catch you under your butt and send you into a pancake against the ground. So far, no pancakes had been had.

"I really don't think you want to know, miss Shea."

[Shea]

Shea turned to him after him comment as she pulled the sheets up on the bed making it nice and need using her hand to rub out any of the wrinkles or air bubbles. She arched a black eye brow and saw the look on his face.

"Really? Seems you want to keep your fun to yourself. Never mind then, unless you care to share that is." she said with a light chuckle as she spread the quilt out all the pieces created chains of purple and silver on a black background.

That done she moved back to the box and grabbed her two feather pillow and quickly put their cases on them throwing them at the head of the bed before adjusting them perfectly. She had one box left. Opening it was everything she needed to take care of Bella. She pulled out canned tuna fish and salmon. The kind for people not cats. The real stuff. She pulled out a soft feather pillow covered in silver fabric and placed it next to the desk for her and pulled out a basket of toys with a grin.

Only thing left was her jewelry box packed with the cat things to throw off any would be theives. She pulled it out and placed it on top of the dresser that was empty still. She would be getting two more boxes of clothes later and some pictures from home.
She turned to Onira.

"Ready for lunch or are you still holding out on your fun?" she asked with a wink. She reached up and pulled the rubber band out of her hair and let it fall around her shoulders the silken strands moving back where they had been with no effort.

[Onira]

Onira gave a grin, hearing that Shea was ready for lunch. Too bad she was also ready for some fun. That wasn't a good mix. A nice puddle of turkey, corn, and rice on the front steps of Arcane had shown him that.

"Well miss Shea, I would suggest going to lunch after a little bit of fun. But, it still remains to be seen what kind of things are fun to you."

He quickly rolled forward from his sitting position, coming back up to his feet from the speed he had carried on with the maneuver. Nothing fancy, just more natural than clocking up to his feet with such raw things as lifting hiself. Just no fun.

"But..."

He adjusted himself, walking slightly closer to Shea. Nothing to suggest he was trying to hit on her or something, just getting closer.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at her.

"If you would prefer to eat, we could have some 'fun' later. Maybe in a couple hours. Of course, we'd have to do something to wait until then. I might be able to help you unpack or something, or we could go to a movie. Or maybe we could try and find the paint shop if you're still interested. There's bound to be somewhere that has art stuff like that. But I don't know, I don't actually know too much about the city. Of course..."

He gave Shea a sort of playful look, as if enjoying merely speaking with her.

"I think I could deal with being lost with you."

[Shea]

She watched as he rocked up and stood walking over to her slowly and sat on the edge of the bed she smiled and sat down next to him her hands sitting gently in her lap as she looked over at him.

To spend the next several hours with Onira eating lunch and then letting it settle before he showed her what he meant by fun was sounding over tempting at the moment. Bella was still asleep on the window sil content to leave her bond alone for now.

"Let's go get lunch. And.. a movie sounds great as does getting lost.. with you." the last few words a whisper as she blushed and then blushed a bit deeper when she recalled he had called it cute.

"Maybe we can work in both." she said shyly and looked over at him she nervously pushed her black hair behind her right ear the side facing Onira as she smiled.

She wanted to touch his hand but instead she placed hers back in her lap. She knew that if they were going to take ANY steps towards more than friendship it was he that was going to have to make them because for her.. well she was a bit too shy to try that especially on the first day.

"So.. do you want to go to a restaurant? And.. what kind of food would you like?" she asked with a gentle smile her apple green eyes never leaving his own violet ones.

[Onira]

Onira looked to the obviously embaressed girl. She sat next to him, the blush that graced her features so often becoming deeper yet again. Onira knew that if he was as nervous as Shea, the same blush would be on his face at the moment, for the same reasons.

He gave her a smile, his deep violet orbs showing that he had already decided on what he wished to do.

"I hope we could work in both. I mean..."

He placed his hand on Shea's, trying to keep her from having to make herself too embaressed. He liked being with her. She was shy, but also a nice person. A perfect combination. As if, just... misunderstood. Like Onira.

"The more time I get to spend with you the better. I enjoy being in your company, and I'm happy that you would grace me with your presence, even if for only a little longer."

He gave her another smile and rested his head on her shoulder, justt happy with being there. With her. She didn't ask too much of him or about him, and nor did he of her. Not too many questions or answers, but content enough with the information they seemed to get from each other's presence. Atleast, that was how Onira felt. He knew he would remain happy with just being around Shea, no matter where they were or what they were doing. Onira was just enjoying being close to her.

"To tell you the truth..."

He began again, his words light and warm.

"I'm happy to just stay here."

[Shea]

As if he had read her thoughts his hand reached over mid sentence and placed it on one of hers. She blushed lightly and turned her hand in his to grasp his. She had slight calluses on her left hands finger tips from the violin but her right had was pure and soft.

She looked up again into those beautiful and unique violet eyes before he lay his head on her shoulder. So much physical contact was a bit strange for the quiet and shy girl but it was nice. It made her feel warm and tingly inside.

"Then, perhaps we can stay here a bit longer." she said with a smile. Bella chuckled from the window.

What are you laughing at?

He likes you I can tell

You think so?

He is holding your hand isn't he?

Well yes but..

Enough said.

Bella got up and stretched mewing she pushed open the window with her head and ran out onto the small balcony before jumping into a tree going out to give the couple some privacy. With Bella gone Shea turned her attention back to Onira.

"What would you like to do then? I could play a song for you.. or we could sit here and talk. Anything really." she said leaning her head against his with a smile and a soft blush.

[Onira]

Onira closed his eyes, relaxing himself as he felt Shea place her head on his. He was enjoying the moment. The peace. Just being alone with Shea. The warmth of being with someone he loved.

He spoke quietly, his voice relaxed and his tone showing his obvious comfort. The words helped too.

"I don't mind miss Shea. Just being here is fine enough for me."

He smiled, then slowly adjusted himself, so that instead of he resting on Shea's shoulder, it would be the other way around. It felt more natural that way. Felt more right. Plus, that way, he could look at her, and not just at the walls. He thought it a much better sight. By far.

"But, if this is too boring for you, then that's fine. We can do something else if you would wish. You are the new one here after all. It's your day today. What would you like?"

Onira truly was happy to be around someone such as Shea. Just her being next to him felt so right. Felt so natural. This got him thinking.

Is this it. Am I truly just thinking of friendship, or is this girl more? No, last time I thought this way I made my best friend hate me, and I made Phae cry. How could I do that again? I couldn't. I can't. But... it feels different. Maybe it's right this time. Maybe. But, can I really afford 'maybe'. Is that enough? Is it right? What should I do?

Onira's mind was buzzing. Obviously, he wasn't too sure what to do. Should he ask Shea? No, that would just embaress her. What to do? The question was a complicated one.

[Shea]

Her head now lay on his shoulder and his was comfortable and comforting. She closed her pale green eyes for a moment letting her entire body relax in the moment his hand still over hers. Her blue and black hair was falling down his arm as it hung down around them. She smiled. Yes, though it was her first day and she had only met Onira a few hours ago she liked him.

Were they to stay friends or were they to be more either way she would be happy being able to know Onira and to be able to be close to him always.

"I do not want to leave." she whispered when he said they could do anything she wanted. The last thing she did want to do was leave.

Her thumb on Onira's hand began to move back and forth stroking the soft skin that was there. She wondered if this was more than a friendship and wanted so badly to ask but she thought better of it and stayed her usual quiet self.

"Onira. That is a name I have never heard before where is it and where are you from?" she asked not moving as her pale eyes traveled up to look at him.

[Onira]

Onira smiled, happy to hear that Shea didn't want to leave either. She also seemed content with just staying in the dorm, relaxing. However, it did leave Onira to think. He started wondering if maybe Shea felt the same way. Maybe she did. Oh, there was the word again. Maybe. Maybe he should act. Maybe he should just let it pass. Forget the whole thing. Let it blow over and just not even bother with his feelings. But of course, he knew that wouldn't happen. He was one to see everything until the end. He couldn't live not telling Shea. It was time to act.

He opened his mouth, ready to speak, but was soon stopped by Shea's own words. He sighed for a second, soon regaining himself to answer the question.

"Well, I'm not too sure. I think it's Japanese, but I can't really say. I think my biological parents gave it to me, but I was never told where I was born. However, I don't really consider it anything big. I prefer to say that I was really born here. This is where my real life started after all."

He looked at Shea, unsure of what to do. He thought about maybe trying to speak to her again. Maybe trying to tell her about what he thought. But, it would have to wait. Atleast for him. He couldn't tell her now. He couldn't tell her that he thought he had feelings for her. That he would love to just spend his life in the room with her. With just her company and her warmth. But, it would have to wait. Either for her, or for a better moment. But of course, this also made him think. Was there a better moment? Wasn't it right to say it when the two were so close. When they were together and alone. Or maybe, he didn't have to say it. Maybe, he could just act on it. Just get it done.

"I... I..."

His thoughts were beginning to travel to his voice directly, which was never a good thing. Whenever he spoke directly what he wanted to say things didn't turn out well. Not yet, anyways.

[Shea]

She nodded and looked up at him again with a gentle smile crossing her features. He was cute and he was holding her hand that was a major plus though he seemed a bit nervous about something but he had to know that she didn't go around holding anyone's hands.

"It sounds Japanese." she said.

She moved finally when he stuttered something she hadn't heard Onira do that since they had met and she took her head off his shoulder looking at him a worried look on her face.

"Are you okay? What is it?" she asked squeezing his hand. "You can tell me, I promise you can."

[Onira]

He looked at Shea with those wise, violet orbs. It was strange. He had just been stuttering, trying to get out whatever it was he wanted to get out, but now, he seemed more decided than ever. He looked like he had gotten it off of his mind and already shown himself what to do. And he had.

Without saying a word, Onira placed his arm around Shea, holding her gently, but still sort of firmly. He moved himself in, and gently placed his lips against Shea's, hoping desperately that she would return the affection. He didn't want his kiss to make her hate him, or scare her with his action. He just wanted to be with her.

He slowly pulled away, after a moment of embracing the girl. He looked at her with those violet eyes, unsure of what her reaction would be...

[Shea]

His arm moved to embrace her gently holding her in place as she suddenly found herself unable to blink unable to move unable to breath as he moved in closer and kissed her gently on the lips. At first her eyes widened in surprise and then she relaxed. She allowed herself to kiss him back a hand reaching up to touch his face ever so lightly.

When he pulled back he looked as though he was afraid she might freak out or maybe be angry and perhaps she would have been had it been anyone but Onira. But at this time nothing but the brightest blush and a true smile crossed her face as she looked into his own strange colored eyes with hers.

"So tell me," she began her voice only lighter than a whisper. "Do you often go around kissing girls just for fun or is there something more?"

She chewed on her lip hoping that there was maybe something more but she wasn't sure so she had to ask. She didn't want to jump to any conclusions.

[Onira]

He smiled, happy of that answer. It was pretty good, apposed to let's say a slap and the words: "YOU BASTARD!" Yeah, it was better than that.

"A kiss is always something more. I don't play around with love."

Onira spoke the truth. He acted only on what he felt, unless he thought it better to act on something else. If he thought it better to simply let it go. He only lied when it was right, because that was the better way. However, he would never kiss somebody without loving them. Especially if he thought it might just make the situation worse.

Onira slowly put his hand behind Shea's head and put a kiss against her forehead, happy now that he had gotten his feelings out in the open, where they deserved to be. He was always under the idea that feelings were only on the inside because they had to be. They made someone anxious or fearful or even in pain. All because they wanted their container to open and let them go free. Out in the wind, where all could hear them. Where all would know their presence. All feelings just desired to be heard, like everyone really did. Everything wanted to say "lookat me", but sometimes it was just too hard for them. That was why love was so special. Love was the bond. The bridge where all emotions could leave their containers and tell each other that they were there, and they were there for a reason.

Onira pulled away only slightly. Just enough for him to talk.

"Do you agree miss Shea?"

[Shea]

Her eyes slid closed when he put his hand on the back of her head bringing her in to place his lips gently against her forehead in a sweet kiss after telling her that a kiss always meant more she smiled because it was the same for her.

In her mind a kiss meant more than friendship it was the beginning of a bond that would grow through time. And with the right treatment and the right amount of care it would grow into a lasting bond the one they called love and the one she had never felt before even from her parents. She did have Bella but their bond was different than love.

"Yes, I agree that a kiss signifies much more than friendship." she said in her soft voice as a hand lifted to run gently through his hair. His hair was really soft and she smiled at him.

"I've never had a boyfriend before." she whispered looking up into his eyes. She smiled at him again. "I'm not sure what to do now though, I'm afraid I'm a bit out of my league."