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♕♛ He felt his pride buried against his wife, and blushed as she drew closer, no doubt hiding it from everyone else with her own self. He smirked a bit. Didn't matter. She'd surely be feeling it a lot later regardless. God her groaning and such didn't help things though. The feeling of her skin heating up making him want to hurry the hell up and go.

She nodded eagerly, and excitement filled him. Seemed like she enjoyed his idea as much as he did. She reached down, then ended up giving him his mod soul dispenser. He pressed the button on it and out came the golden candy. He'd infused some of his own reiatsu into an empty mod Soul, resulting in a personality that reflected his own rather than one of the pre-selected ones. She spoke once more sensually, wiggling her hips a bit against him. It caused him to bite the inside of his cheek as he moved back into her as well.

He placed the soul against his chest and slipped out of his gigai at the same time, the soul being inserted, his filled body now looking to the beach while Set in his true form smiled to Yuzuki, his cheeks still red, anticipating what was to Come.

The moment she filled her body with the mod soul and left in her true state, Set would immediately grab her and shunpo far from their location, to one of the areas on the beach secluded, free of people who'd much rather enjoy the lively, popular areas. His feet touched the sand and he watched Yuzuki, eyes running down her body in the bikini she decided to wear. "Just a warning now, Yuzuki.." He spoke, his hands a little bit more free as they moved across her this time. "I'm not letting you go till the festival starts." After that, he'd lean over, gently taking her earlobe between his teeth, then kissing down to her jawline, her neck.. one arm moved around her waist and he tilted her back so that he could get more places to kiss on the shorter girl. They travelled from her neck and continued to move down, trailing small kisses and licks at the area just above her bikini top. He was going to take in all of her. Every single piece, every minute in the hours he had would be devoted to pleasuring her, taking his own need and filling her to the brim with it.

♕♛ Set laughed a bit, following after his wife who wanted to speed down to the festival as soon as she could. "Hey, hey! Quit tugging so much, you'll stretch out my clothes." He spoke a bit playfully, his eyes shining with satisfaction. He wore a white, long sleeved collared shirt with black slacks, dress shoes, and a necklace with a red ornament. Well, silver and red. It was a small wolf's head, the mouth open, and inside a red orb with Yuzuki's name carefully and intricately spelled out across it.

His hair was let out and fell down the back of his shirt, he didn't have time to tie it up or anything. After their activities, they hardly had time. Yuzuki shunpoed home, getting a head start while Set got their bodies and mod souls. Then when he got home he hardly had enough time to dress before she was grabbing his arm and running out the door.

The festival was amazing. Colors lit the waters and torches lit the paths, lights and laughter, loud voices and thrilled yells of excitement. It was all there. Set quickly found Yuzuki's excitement, keeping her pace now and smiling. Many looked at the couple as they walked through, something that was unsurprising. They were people who held an ethereal, beautiful appearance and the love they shared for each other seemed to amplify it all as a feeling set into them as well.

By the time they reached the hut that men and women stood outside of, twirling sticks with fire on both ends, the festival had already begun officially. People looked in amazement as the people stomped about, carrying and twirling the sticks with complete ease.

♕♛ He felt her clinging to him as they watched. The sound of people cheering with joy, the drums, thrilling screams from people on the rides...it filled him with joy and excitement. His golden eyes looked around. So much to do. Rides, games, and so much more.

Yuzuki tugged at his sleeved and bounced up and down, something that made him laugh a bit. She exitedly asked him what they were going to do and he thought about it. "The fireworks..." He remembered checking out the festival earlier. Apparently there were people all over the festival, delivering fireworks to couples who could complete various requests. Then at the Ferris wheel, you'd wait till you hit the top before lighting them all up. Whoever had the most impressive performance in the end by collecting the most fireworks won a special prize. It was the main event of the whole festival.

"Yuzuki, the main event of this whole place is supposed to be finding a bunch of fireworks by doing things for the people who have them. Here is the list, if I remember it right. There's one person next to the ferris wheel wearing cat ears, another by the food court in a big food costume. Can't remember what kind. Then there's the instructor down by the small fighting competition they have here, and...the last is actually here. Apparently we're supposed to ask one of the fire dancers for a firework." He spoke, and looked around. When he focused more on the fire dancers, he found something he didn't like. Amongst the professional males and females who spun flames with smiles and ease, there were some who were inexperienced, twirling the sticks with difficulty and embarrassed looks. "A-actually, let's find another-"

"You there! With the long hair and amber eyes!" He was shouted to by a man, way too buff with dark islander skin and the smile of someone who had sent many people to their embarrassing downfall. He wore one of the grass skirts traditionally worn in festivals by natives and many necklaces of bead and bone. "You look like a fire dancer already! Are you from the islands? Well, doesn't matter. You look like you're not scared of anything! How would you like to do just five minutes of fire dancing, and win a firework if you can last the whole time without stopping?" In the mans hand, he already had one of the grass skirts, and a bone necklace. "If you impress the crowd, they'll throw you bead necklaces. If you Come back with enough, I'll give you two more fireworks." He outstretched his arm, handing Set the outfit, his other hand gesturing towards the changing room.

Set stuttered over his words for a bit, looking at Yuzuki. He couldn't really dance in front of her like that could he? He couldn't really wear that outfit in front of her, could he!? Set sighed. "Just....Just five minutes?" The strong head captain of the Soul Society asked, with embarrassment already evident. He could only imagine Yuzuki's amusement at the whole thing.

♕♛ Set blinked as the guy challenged Yuzuki to join as well, and his amber eyes narrowed when the man looked her up and down. He'd better watch out, because anything more and Set's fist may accidentally fly into the guys face, or his stick would accidentally fly towards the guy.

Yuzuki saved the guy though, when she mentioned that she belonged to Set as his wife. Set gave the guy a smirk and small look which said "Yeah, not so quick to try that again, are you?" His wife was taken to the dressing room then, and he went into his own, taking the grass skirt off the wall and walking into an empty room.

When he walked out the room he wore nothing but a wooden bead necklace with a bone bear paw ornament, and the grass skirt which wrapped lower than He'd want it to, however covered down to his shins. He decided to get the batons with the real flames, not willing to bruise his pride by using fakes. The warmth touched him, and he looked once at the batons before walking out onto the stage. Plenty of people were there, but his wife was one he spotted quickly enough. She wore her skirt that hugged her hips, and a wrapped top to go along with it. She stood on her tip-toes and he walked to her. "You seem to be enjoying this a lot more than I am, love." He spoke, giving a small smile with a twirl of the baton in his right hand, the fire making a *swoosh* sound as it trailed through the air.

There wouldn't be much time before the stage lights dimmed, and the other dancers got into position. He tossed Yuzuki one more glance and smile before going into his own position, one arm outstretched to point a baton at the crowd, the other in the air. It took a few seconds before the drums began to beat, and everyone began to move their flames to their own rhythms. Set swallowed a bit, not knowing if his form was too stiff or not before he remembered something...

Akane rushed right past him, but how, and what? He swore she was about to cut at his chest but she twirled around him and spun her dagger till she was behind him. He moved with her instinctually, following after. She aimed to stab his shoulder, but only managed to slightly cut his arm because of his limber following. "You have finesse, Seti-kun, learn how to use it better. Dig it from your instincts and show me what to do.

By the time his little flashback was over, he was twirling his batons with that finesse, bead necklaces being tossed to him. He moved about the stage, flowed across and around it with more speed than most of the other dancers, but it didn't look rushed. It all continued to look like one long, flowing, single movement. Sweat ran down his skin from the heat of the fire, and the sound of rustling could be heard from the grass skirt as his legs moved, his arms and shoulders moving in sync with his body, everything working together to create proper movements.

♕♛ As the music began to come to a halt, Set kept his eyes on his wife. Her dangerous look heated up his body even further, and he gave back one of his own. She was definitely aesthetic, her appearance getting to him just as much as he got to her. The fire dancers stopped, and the bead necklaces thrown amongst the floor for them was too cumbersome to count.

Moving to her, he'd press his lips to hers, kissing her deeply a d quickly. That gave more sounds of excitement from the crowds, and as Set pulled away he smiled to her, his eyes at hers. "Keep the top, babe. And the skirt. I want to be the one to take it off of you later." He spoke into her ear so that only she could hear it.

When all was done and he returned the batons, the game owners told them the outfits were theirs to keep. Set ended up walking by the buff guy from earlier and snagged all of his fireworks without a word, walking away with a little smug grin. "We'll drop these off at our spot on the Ferris wheel, then hit a couple more games." He spoke to his wife, obviously happy.

♕♛ He grinned, listening to her. "Cheating? No no. I just used your looks to our advantage, love." His words left him as he took her hand in his own, walking through the festival with their rings shining together. There were multiple silly games going on, however he felt they only needed one more big payload to have the most fireworks. Hearing grunting and sounds of battle, the man turned his head to see what he already knew to be a tournament.

He squeezed the hand of his wife a little before heading in that direction. There was a large ring in the center, with several seats and wooden bleachers for bystanders to watch. Women with tight, muscular bodies and men with builds huge and small all competed. He was surprised to see women fighting men as well, but smiled at it. Seemed they weren't put out here.

From the words of the crowds and signs littering the area, it was obvious. It was a tournament for both sexes. As the current finals raged on, a woman sat down in front of the ring with a clipboard and a line next to her. Obviously the one to sign up to. The current tournament was about to end, and the next would start right after. Moving to the raven-haired woman, he tapped the desk to get her attention.

The woman looked up and instantly looked at both of them, examining both their figures. Despite Yuzuki's frame, someone with experience would know that her muscles were tight where they needed to be, and that only few spots of her were actually soft. The woman thought that the breasts might get in the way, but it wasn't really a problem. As for Set, his muscles were more visible, but still compacted. He didn't really work out much. His muscles were obtained from constant battle, and he carried himself with both pride and humility. His long hair could be a problem, however he wouldn't have gotten that body without knowing how to work around that.

Not a word was spoken. She just wrote their names down for the next tournament and flicked her head to the side, gesturing for them to get in line. "You don't mind a fight, right Yuzuki?" He asked her, moving to the back of the line.