Room 421, Monday Evening, Pre-Date, Unless It's Canceled, Rinoa's Not Clear On That One

[angelo_wings]

There were so many things to stress about, right now, if you were Rinoa, anyway. (And she happened to be Rinoa. That was how these things went.)

Firstly, she kind of had a date. Not kind of. Actually had one. She hadn't told Ariel about it (was she going to mind? she had Bruce, right?) or Squall (who was definitely going to mind, but that was his problem and not hers). And secondly, she was still a boy.

Were dates canceled if you were currently in the wrong gender entirely? What if your date was? What if your date wasn't? She hadn't seen Christian. Maybe he was still a guy.

She wasn't entirely sure what she should be hoping for, at this point. But she got ready anyway, thanks to some fairly nice looking clothes she'd gotten handwavily at the store downtown. She might be a boy for a while, and she might be a boy who had a date in the meantime, so it couldn't hurt to look her best.

Don't mind the fidgeting.

(for the girl-shaped-boy-date, but can be totes open before he shows up, esp if the roomie wants to chat!)

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He sighed, resting there, feeling a familiar tingle course through his unfamiliar body. "We need to do that again when we're back to normal."

It wasn't even a question; all his doubts had fallen away in that moment.

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"Let's hope that's soon?" Rinoa added, still breathless. She laughed, somewhat giddily, before adding, "In the meantime ..."

Forgive her. It had been way too long, and there was moonlight, and he still had all those feminine charms.

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"In the meantime?" Christian laughed back at her. "We ... were supposed to go into town."

He wasn't exactly rushing away from her, no. His question was more to see if she had an alternate suggestion.

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Rinoa blushed, which had to look odd when she was in this body.

"I just meant I wasn't in a big hurry to get there," she admitted, leaning in for a second time.

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Christian murmured an indistinct answer that might have been "That makes two of us" as he thought how adorable the blush was, even on a boy. He might have been slurring a bit; he wanted to kiss her again more than he wanted to talk.

Town ... would still be there; if they ended up spending their date kissing outside the dorms, it suited him fine.

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It wasn't like anything was going to close in the next five minutes. Was it? Most places were open late. Or they could go to Caritas instead, get drunk, sing with the zombies ...

This is why Rinoa shouldn't try to kiss and think at the same time. One of them always suffered for it. Luckily, in this case, it was the thinking, so now would be a good time to stop that altogether.

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Christian also wasn't thinking. Or at least, not about anything beyond what might happen if he parted his lips a little more, and pressed up on the balls of his feet so he was that tiny bit closer to her....

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The result would be a very appreciative noise, muffled by Rinoa's lips (and by Christian's, for that matter) before her own lips parted. The arm around Christian's waist was now pulling him up and flush against her, and she angled her face to deepen the kiss.

So very strange, to be the taller one and with such broad shoulders, but there was something fascinating about it, as well, and more importantly, they were kissing, and that was far more important than any of the weirdnesses around.