<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/6gHyA34.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Kugetsuki Shiori</span></strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=236641.msg11654413#msg11654413)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kirigakure, Kawamura Sushi<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Zato Ichimaru, Sayuri<br/><hr/><br/>"I wouldn't dream of asking you such a thing." A polite expression wore on busty brunette's countenance, although the edge of her lips curled in into a bit of a smirk. "I just didn't want you to feel obligated. That's all. But, if you'd just like to be friendly, I won't object." She clarified, maintaining her smirk as she walked along the pier, gracefully following the local genin's lead. As expected, the restaurant was a fair bit more spacious than the stand was, and far less crowded, which was far more preferable for the Takigakure-nin. She glanced around the storefront a bit modestly, but made sure to take the time to similarly close her eyes and smile respectfully towards the man representing the establishment, nodding her head towards him as he greeted them in.<br/><br/>Shiori took her seat at the center table, placing herself on the booth opposite of Sayuri, and scooting inward towards the belt and tapping the seat beside her, so that her teammate could sense where to sit. While the blue-haired kunoichi quickly picked out a plate for herself, the shorter genin took the time to hang her pancho on the seat behind her, so it draped off to the other side, and carefully peeled off her gloves, revealing her fair, thin hands, laying them on the edge of the seat beside her. As she finally settled herself down to relax in her seat, she watched the various plates of food pass by on the conveyor belt, trying to decide between them, when their playful hostess brought up the rumor once more, turning her head once more.<br/><br/>"He does have good ears." The buxom Iryou-nin quickly asserted when Ichimaru confirmed that he heard her whispers, throwing him a light grin. The suggestion that they were a couple might had brought a heavy blush at one time. But, it was hardly a new accusation anymore. They were a bit used to it at this point, merely because of how well they got along. When the team had to split to set on different tasks, it was rare for Tomo and Ichi to be paired alone together, for obvious reasons. So usual team sub-team divisions either involved the female members of the team separating from the male members of the squad, or that niece and uncle would be paired together, leaving the two of them. They've had a fair amount of time to get used to the arrangement, and while it was a bit awkward at first, they fell into a comfortable friendship.<br/><br/>Still, it was a bit surprising when Sayumi leaned into the table, looking at her most smugly, causing the introverted youth to blink in confusion, and reel backwards a bit in kind. However, the expression quickly faltered as Ichimaru fully admitted why he hadn't considered the rumor much, lending Shiori to provide a somewhat prideful smile of her own. "It did seem a little questionable, didn't it? Maybe a little too good to be true for less discriminating. And ideal for creating rifts between insecure relationships." Shiori admitted casually, speaking to her keen partner, and adding her own suspicion, but definitely recalling the way the bikini-clad ninja seemed eager to meet a couple specifically. "Not to worry. Gossiping isn't our hobby. Though, I would like to know more about this Kasumi. Do you know her well?" She asked, being quite subtle in the notion that she wasn't sure the character even existed. Her goal in all this was still something of a question, however.<br/><br/>The friendly brunette watched the blushing kunoichi a moment with a polite smile, her gaze lingering on her slick, smooth skin for a long moment or two, naturally being caught up in her ample cleavage once more. It really was distracting. However, she caught herself after a few seconds and drifting her blue eyes back to the belt. Instinctively, she hugged her bare arms under her own breasts, feeling a strange warmth rise in her body, somewhat framing her own luscious mounds out as she literally had their weight sit on her hands. "Is there any kind of sushi you feel like, Zato-kun? They have quite a few varieties here. I rarely eat out as it is. Do you have a suggestion, Sayuri-senpai?" The conveyor-style set up was a convenient arrangement, but not so much for the blind. The smells mixed together in a form that would had been difficult to discrminate, and hearing the dishes slide through wasn't going to be much help in choosing them. So she knew he was dependent on her to choose one for him.