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Who: Selphie and Kenshin
Where: Starting at their house, then off to the island (but she doesn't know it's raining so that'll be fun when they get there!)!
When: Afternoon?
Status: Closededed.

So Selphie had told Kenshin that there was something she wanted to show him, and hinted that maybe there was something important to talk about. She didn't want to go freaking him out or anything, but she'd specifically waited until that curse was over - things would be much easier that way. On the afternoon at the time in question, Selphie paced around their living room. There was a full picnic hamper on the sofa, ready to go. An actually there's a bucket and spade too. The island was usually pretty clear, and Selphie figured it would be perfect for picnics and sand castles. But there was a little more to it than that, and it was keeping Selphie in some kind of nervous, but excited, mood.

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"We could---" he was quickly interrupted by the kiss. Were kisses supposed to last this long? Perhaps in other worlds, people didn't need to worry about ninja ambushes or other samurai and warlords. But for Kenshin it felt nice but still incredibly vulnerable.

He couldn't shake the feeling. It was so strongly ground into him there wasn't a way to let it go. It was something he simply couldn't explain to Selphie. Back home, it was just known. The threat of war lingered around every corner. Leaving oneself vulnerable and open was a bad idea and without his ninja or his men to protect him, he was left to fend for himself at times.

This place was peaceful much of the time, but he knew that danger could be lurking around the corner, between rivaling lords living here and potential invasions and curses. Being too vulnerable could mean his death - and Selphie's too. He wanted to protect her so strongly but just didn't know how to express it.

[ since historically, Kenshin is believed to have been killed either by a ninja or heavy drinking. Maybe both. ]

Selphie wasn't completely oblivious to these feelings that Kenshin was having; she knew and understood the man reasonably well, after all. But had she any idea of how strong they were, she might have been more careful because the last thing she wanted was to make him feel in the least bit frightened or concerned.

Eventually she pulled away, lowering her gaze - she was giddy with the whole thing, her cheeks brightly blushing. But there was such a happy smile on her face. "It's raining." It was all she could manage to say that made any sense.

Kenshin was rather pleased to see the smile. He didn't do it wrong again, not that he really knew what he did right anyway. It was all still so confusing. "Perhaps we should return and warm up with some tea," he suggested. He didn't want her falling ill from the cold.

"That's a good idea." She slowly peeled away from him, but her hand stretched out to reach for his as she scanned the beach for her picnic basket. She'd run quite far in the rain, and it was a little way off, but she started walking towards it.

"It's a shame we didn't get round to our picnic, but I guess we can have it at home."

Holding hands was another foreign custom, but he didn't withdraw from this one. It didn't feel so vulnerable. He took her hand delicately in his, walking with her.

"Perhaps we could picnic by the lake in the park instead," Kenshin suggested. The park was incredibly peaceful (most of the time) and would make a grand place to eat lunch.

Selphie squeezed Kenshin's hand at the suggestion, and turned to smile at him brightly. It pleased her that at least he didn't want to just throw off the whole idea of a picnic. She reached down to scoop up her basket and headed towards the elevator down, "That sounds perfect!"

"Then we shall move to the park," Kenshin agreed. No reason to sit in the rain. He preferred the snow, yet this place rarely saw snow. It was one thing he missed about his cold homeland.

Kenshin followed her, smiling at her excitement over a picnic. He was happy to see her happy.

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