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Yuki nodded, face faintly pink once more as Shinku began leading her by the hand again. She remained silent as he spoke and then nodded her head. "Really?" she asked, sounding somewhat surprised. Then she hesitated for a second before glancing down at the ground. "I've never really... b-been to a festival," she admitted softly. "I was too young to r-remember, and haven't been to an-any since." It was more like she'd been to afraid to go, so she'd simply stayed home during them rather than joining the others of her home.

"Games...?" She said, opening her eye and looking at him through it. This kid wanted to play... GAMES? Like, what kind of games? Those cheap festival games that little kids played, like the ones to fish and knock little bottles over? Those games that meant you lost your money and gained no profit or prize? Yeah, she had done that one time... she lost, and held her gun up to the owner of the booth when she realized it was rigged. Needless to say, she got the largest prize available, not to mention a bit of exercise from running away from security... ah, good times.

Sighing lightly, she shrugged her shoulders and yawned once more, a cherry blossom falling onto her kimono, completely contrasting with the colors. "Yeah, sure. They better not be rigged, though... otherwise I'll have a story to tell you." Smiling to herself and looking up through the branches at the blue sky, Tomoro glanced over at the boy. He just looked... so sad. There had to be something she could do... games probably would be the best thing. "Whenever you wanna head out, just say the words."

Yuki shrugged her frail shoulders half heartedly, gaze still upon the ground. She stayed silent for a moment, and then closed her eyes as she allowed him to lead her along. Her tail hadn't curled around her waist though, so she was still fine and not letting any memories she might be recalling get the better of her. But as he mentioned most picnics, she blinked her eyes open again. "Th-they're not?" She paused again as she listened to him, and nodded her head. "I-I guess a little b-bit won't hurt..." Truthfully, she was somewhat curious as to what it would taste like.

"Alright... Here we are now..." Shinku said quietly as they arrived back at the blanket. He sat down with a spot next to him open. He then took a fork and dug it into the center of the pie he had wanted her to try. He then pulled it away with a good bit of strawberries, cream, and crust, on the fork. He held it up waiting for her to sit down. "You'll love this..." He said waiting.

"Here..." Shinku said handing her the fork. "You should like it... Alot... Not many people really know why... But everyone loves sweetes and sugary things..." He said quietly. He laid back on the blanket still feeling a bit sore from his injuries, which still had stitches. "It's so... Serene here..." He said quietly. "Quam Serena..." He said simply. He was looking at all the sakura trees enjoying the view as he awaited what she thought.

Shinku sat up after hearing her say what she thought. He looked at her lightly smiling. "So it's good? I thought you'd like it..." He said quietly. He put the lid over it and offered it to her. "Here... A momento of today... You can have it..." He said simply. He didn't really prefer keeping pies around him since he didn't really want to eat a little too much and end up bigger than a blimp. He was an assassin and speed was important.

Yuki blinked at him, watching as he placed the lid on it. For a moment she was completely silent, as if what he was doing was unthinkable. "R-really?" she asked suddenly. "Y-you're giving it t-to me? Thank you v-very much," she nodded, smiling broader than any time before. Her fangs were actually showing in the corners of her mouth. Her face was faintly pink still, but she was completely ignoring it, currently not caring at all.

Later in the evening, as the sun was setting on the second day of the cherry blossom festival, two figures came striding through the picnic area. One was a girl with long brown hair tied back into a braid, dressed in an elegant kimono. The kimono featured fall colors - a rich dark orangish-brown as the base color, with various colors of autumn leaves and brown tree branches decorating it all down the right side of the garment, and tied with a plain white obi at her waist.

The boy, on the other hand, was dressed in more modern clothing - expensive white designer pants, a button down collared white shirt with the top two buttons left undone to match, and black dress shoes. His short blonde hair was thoroughly combed and gelled to immaculate perfection, and he flashed a brilliant smile to all the girls that passed him by as he walked along with the girl.

The girl, Rachel, was clearly not having a very good time, glancing uneasily and with much irritation to the figure at her side every few seconds. As she strode through the picnic area, nearly every boy's head turned to watch as she walked by. A few even whistled at her, calling out to her loudly and making comments about how beautiful she looked in her kimono. She summarily ignored each and every one of them, retaining her expression of general annoyance as she busily looked for a place to set down the picnic supplies she was carrying.

The boy, Joseph, on the other hand, was clearly relishing all of the attention he seemed to be garnering from the girls of Ria High that had gathered out on the lawn to enjoy the sakura blossoms as they fell gently from the trees. He smiled and nodded at them as he went by, stopping every so often to gently blow kisses or give a playful wink. Some girls blushed deeply, some waved shyly, others called out to him to look their way. He even got a few phone numbers, scrawled hastily on scrap pieces of paper, as he walked along. Grinning widely and confidently the entire time, he looked back at the girl walking next to him every few minutes, chuckling a little at her sour look.

The two of them walking together really were quite a sight to see, and nearly everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but take notice.

"You're just eating this up, aren't you?" Rachel asked her brother, heaving a deep sigh and trying not to make eye contact with any of the boys clamoring for her attention.

Joseph simply chuckled, looking back at his sister and giving an annoying grin and a wink. "Of course," he said simply. "There are so many pretty ladies here on your campus. Maybe I'll enroll here too."

Rachel's face went white, even though she knew he was just making a stupid joke. All the same, she reached over to hit him in the shoulder, grimacing even more than she had been before. "Don't even joke about that," she sneered. "That would be like a nightmare."

"Tsk, tsk, little sis..." Joseph said as he patted Rachel on the head, before she managed to swat his hand away and punch him in the shoulder again. He rubbed it, laughing to himself again. "I'm just here to have fun. Calm down already." He shrugged, giving a clearly fake sigh of exasperation, evidenced by the fact that he was still grinning his head off.

"Fine, fine," Rachel said, stopping and starting to unfold the blanket she'd been carrying along with her. "I said I'd show you around, so here. Look around. Enjoy." Grabbing the picnic basket her brother had been carrying along with him, she started to unpack the food they'd brought along, setting it out neatly on the blanket in front of them. Sitting down at the edge of the blanket, she sat cross-legged, folding her arms and half-glaring at the figure of her brother, who was sitting on his knees on the other side.

"Well, then!" he said, clapping his hands together. "Shall we dig in?"

"Whatever..." Rachel muttered, nodding and starting in on the food.