The Fields

Very well.

*sits down with an indifferent expression, bringing her legs to her chest and folding her amrs around her legs*

What is it you would like to speak of.

It's Shizuka...
*He moved his line of sight onto her, naturally scanning her from not seeing her for a while*
I'd like to ask you something reguarding her.

*her eyes immediately focused on Iori as she nodded slowly*

Yes?

(read my pm first)

(Done.)

I just recently...
*he pauses a moment*
Well...
*Iori leans in towards Sakurai's ear and explains what occurred over the last few day, preparing her for what he was going, or thinking, of saying*

*a flame instinctively lights Iori's palm on fire, the flame searing hot; hotter than a flame should be*

*clenches her fists into the ground to restrain herself from killing him on the spot*

I see.

*Iori pats his hand on the ground until the flames go out, then sits back down in his own spot, his burned hand shaking some*
You shouldnt...be upset. Actually, you should be happy.

*he leans back
on his good hand, looking at Sakurai with some-what surprise*
It was beautiful, and she is overjoyed to have shared that with me.

Right.

*gives a low snarl and rests her forehead on her knee, bringing her leg closer as the fire relights on his palm, larger now*

*keeps her mind focused on her younger sister and begins tearing the ground*

*Without effort, he spits into the flame, causing it to turn purple and alot calmer*

Are you upset, or you just dont know how to react to this?

Your voice is giving me the urge to rip your head clean off. Just... do not speak...

*shivers and closes eyes, exhaling and refocusing her mind on the positives, as hard as it was for her*

*He looked and Sakurai and stared a moment, then nodded his head*

*calms down somewhat and covers her mouth, giving coarse coughs as speckled of blood taint her unburned palm*

Tch-

How would you feel if...Shizuka were to Marry?

Who?

*opens her eyes and raises her head, watching Iori seriously and coldly*

Myself.

... If it makes her happy and she wants it, I will accept it.

*bites the inside of her lip irritably, looking away*

Mm, i see.
*he focuses on her face for a second before saying anything more*

*glances back to Iori and glares at him*

What is it?

*he puts a hand in his pocket and pulls out a pair of blue and white striped panties and tosses them at Sakurai gently*

*catches the underwear and glances to Iori mechanically*

Why do you have these...?

*Iori crossed his arms and kept a blank face*
I...really dont remember.
That night is hazy to me as of this moment.

*stands up and kicks his hip bone repeatedly and with force*

*grabs him by his collar and lifts him up, smacking him in face, her eyes dark*

That is a little over the top... raiding my room?

*Iori shrugs and looks at her*
It was sitting out.
I'd never go through your things without permission.

I was just going to say you have nice taste.

Sitting out? I never leave anything sitting out.

*growls and shoves him away taking a step back*

*speaks with a venemous tone and sighs*

Is that all?