I'm Only Dancing
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Yumi yawned and stretched, rolling out of bed without quite bothering to stand up... she plopped down butt-first, wrapped in sheets, and spent a few minutes untangling herself. It was earlier than she usually got up, late morning, but that didnt register. She looked over her naked form in the mirror, then dressed herself in a thin black sundress, silk, and ventured downstairs barefoot and slightly unkempt.
Tetsukana was hanging around downstairs, watching a commercial on one of the "manly" channels. It for some sort of video series featuring scantily clad girls. He flipped the channel as if he'd been browsing. Turning his head, he spotted her and grinned. "You look glowing."
"Glowing? Really? I havent used any facial makeup except the lipstick in... a week? Maybe more..." She was still a little disoriented this morning, and still, at heart, several days ago in a more... casual... setting. "...is there food?"
The man grinned. "You could never be ugly to me," he told her. "And why the sudden lack thereof?" He rose from the seat, leaving the TV on the news. Reports of more deaths on the collapsing front lines poured in sickeningly. Putting an arm around the young mistress he escorted her towards the kitchen.
"Didnt say I was ugly, Tet-chan." She winked. "I just dont know that Im glowing. I havent even brushed my hair." She leaned against him lightly, grinning and following him into the kitchen. "I decided I dont really need makeup. Uncomfortable and time-consuming. Id rather spend my funding on my classes, anyway..."
"Really?" Tetsukana seemed surprised. He held her warm, slnder body close for a moment and then went off to get the ingredients. "Is French Toast alright?"
"...that sounds wonderful, Tet-chan." Her eyes drifted back towards the television momentarily. "...the war isnt going well..." That gave her a slight pang of worry. "Do you think we'll ask Nepleslia and Elysia for help?" More than a slight pang of worry. Her Rui was away at war, dammit!
"Do you think they'd want to help?" Tetsukana asked, putting a pan on the stove. Butter went in first. He put a bowl on the counter and a glass measuring cup. "We havne't been the best of friends in the past. But, then again, no one wants to see the monsters win."
"It isnt in anyones interest for Yamatai to fall, not right now. It would be a case of mutually assured destruction..." A pretty term she had learned a month ago in class. "...if we allowed our differences to divide us, and let the Mishuburzyaa..." She struggled notable on that word. "Push us down one at a time." She looked towards the melting butter. "Cardamon with it?"
"Doesn't it belong on curry?" the man asked. He grabbed a jar of cinnamon instead, thinking of the many times Yumi's father had encouraged the girl to be "pushed down" for the sake of business. How much money was his daughter worth? Such thoughts frustrated Tetsukana as much as the war itself, and almost as much as the girl's obvious lack of undergarments - the latter nearly drive him mad when he shared time with her; he was tempted to drop the cinnamon near her.
"Curry, chai tea, kheer pudding, rice, pilaf, lassi..." Yumi grinned broadly. "It complements nicely with cinnamon and nutmeg and can be made very serene with a bit of brown sugar." She leaned up against the counter, as blissfully unaware as ever of Tetsukana's sexual interest in her. "I have a role in a play, Tet-chan, in a couple weeks. I need help with my costume design..."
Tetsu knelt down, and while she was inspecting the eggy mixture, took a peek. Ah, how he wished he was young again... He rose with an egg beater from the cabinet, and returned to the bowl to stir. The butter began to steam.
"Costume?" he asked, intrigued.
"I'll be playing Ketsurui Nanae in 'Deceptions'. It was an Adrian Lau piece four years back, were doing a musical adaptation." She sniffed the eggs, tilted her head. "Cardamon, Tet-chan, I'm not crazy!" Yumi abruptly shifted back to costume talk. "Nanae is a Ketsurui samurai. She ends up captured by Mishuburzyaa and... winds up in a love affair with one of her captors..." Yumi yawned then. "It was originally written about the Elysian wars, but Lau made an edited version recently."
"A tentacle romance?" That was enough to make even old Tetsukana blush. "I...I imagine it must be controversial."
"I think that was the point of it, and why he made a remake with Mishuba... Mishu, instead of Elysians. We are more tolerant of Elysians now. And his intent was, I believe, to make us think past our conceptions and hatreds even in war..." She lifted herself up onto the counter. "Although I admit it took time for me to get used to the tentacles in rehearsal."
"Yea. Mostly Ill only be costumed in the first act; the second and third I just need ears to look like a Neko." Yumi was practically beaming as she spoke of this. A matter of great pride for her! Acting was her greatest passion, now and always. "And Sakai-sensei tells me Lau will have a talent scout at the opening night!"
"It sounds interesting," said Tetsukana, still a bit surprised. He dipped the first piece of bread into the mix, let it soak for a few seconds, and then put it in the pan. Yumi? Naked in front of thousands? It somehow made him feel less special. Of course, he'd have to see the show.
Tetsukana was hanging around downstairs, watching a commercial on one of the "manly" channels. It for some sort of video series featuring scantily clad girls. He flipped the channel as if he'd been browsing. Turning his head, he spotted her and grinned. "You look glowing."
"Glowing? Really? I havent used any facial makeup except the lipstick in... a week? Maybe more..." She was still a little disoriented this morning, and still, at heart, several days ago in a more... casual... setting. "...is there food?"
The man grinned. "You could never be ugly to me," he told her. "And why the sudden lack thereof?" He rose from the seat, leaving the TV on the news. Reports of more deaths on the collapsing front lines poured in sickeningly. Putting an arm around the young mistress he escorted her towards the kitchen.
"Didnt say I was ugly, Tet-chan." She winked. "I just dont know that Im glowing. I havent even brushed my hair." She leaned against him lightly, grinning and following him into the kitchen. "I decided I dont really need makeup. Uncomfortable and time-consuming. Id rather spend my funding on my classes, anyway..."
"Really?" Tetsukana seemed surprised. He held her warm, slnder body close for a moment and then went off to get the ingredients. "Is French Toast alright?"
"...that sounds wonderful, Tet-chan." Her eyes drifted back towards the television momentarily. "...the war isnt going well..." That gave her a slight pang of worry. "Do you think we'll ask Nepleslia and Elysia for help?" More than a slight pang of worry. Her Rui was away at war, dammit!
"Do you think they'd want to help?" Tetsukana asked, putting a pan on the stove. Butter went in first. He put a bowl on the counter and a glass measuring cup. "We havne't been the best of friends in the past. But, then again, no one wants to see the monsters win."
"It isnt in anyones interest for Yamatai to fall, not right now. It would be a case of mutually assured destruction..." A pretty term she had learned a month ago in class. "...if we allowed our differences to divide us, and let the Mishuburzyaa..." She struggled notable on that word. "Push us down one at a time." She looked towards the melting butter. "Cardamon with it?"
"Doesn't it belong on curry?" the man asked. He grabbed a jar of cinnamon instead, thinking of the many times Yumi's father had encouraged the girl to be "pushed down" for the sake of business. How much money was his daughter worth? Such thoughts frustrated Tetsukana as much as the war itself, and almost as much as the girl's obvious lack of undergarments - the latter nearly drive him mad when he shared time with her; he was tempted to drop the cinnamon near her.
"Curry, chai tea, kheer pudding, rice, pilaf, lassi..." Yumi grinned broadly. "It complements nicely with cinnamon and nutmeg and can be made very serene with a bit of brown sugar." She leaned up against the counter, as blissfully unaware as ever of Tetsukana's sexual interest in her. "I have a role in a play, Tet-chan, in a couple weeks. I need help with my costume design..."
Tetsu knelt down, and while she was inspecting the eggy mixture, took a peek. Ah, how he wished he was young again... He rose with an egg beater from the cabinet, and returned to the bowl to stir. The butter began to steam.
"Costume?" he asked, intrigued.
"I'll be playing Ketsurui Nanae in 'Deceptions'. It was an Adrian Lau piece four years back, were doing a musical adaptation." She sniffed the eggs, tilted her head. "Cardamon, Tet-chan, I'm not crazy!" Yumi abruptly shifted back to costume talk. "Nanae is a Ketsurui samurai. She ends up captured by Mishuburzyaa and... winds up in a love affair with one of her captors..." Yumi yawned then. "It was originally written about the Elysian wars, but Lau made an edited version recently."
"A tentacle romance?" That was enough to make even old Tetsukana blush. "I...I imagine it must be controversial."
"I think that was the point of it, and why he made a remake with Mishuba... Mishu, instead of Elysians. We are more tolerant of Elysians now. And his intent was, I believe, to make us think past our conceptions and hatreds even in war..." She lifted herself up onto the counter. "Although I admit it took time for me to get used to the tentacles in rehearsal."
"Yea. Mostly Ill only be costumed in the first act; the second and third I just need ears to look like a Neko." Yumi was practically beaming as she spoke of this. A matter of great pride for her! Acting was her greatest passion, now and always. "And Sakai-sensei tells me Lau will have a talent scout at the opening night!"
"It sounds interesting," said Tetsukana, still a bit surprised. He dipped the first piece of bread into the mix, let it soak for a few seconds, and then put it in the pan. Yumi? Naked in front of thousands? It somehow made him feel less special. Of course, he'd have to see the show.