Arumi breathed a sigh of relief when Kenji came to. He had given her quite a scare. Luckily he seemed mostly unharmed, if a bit woozy. He said that was a new experience, and she felt a bit guilty. Had she been putting too much pressure on him? That might explain the sudden collapse. He seemed to be recovering well, and she couldn't help noticing he lingered on her lap a bit longer than he strictly had to.

She was both disappointed and relieved when he sat up. It had been nice to have him there, but it was good to know he was doing better. His explanation seemed about right to her. Kenji seemed like a pretty bashful guy, and she'd been moving a bit fast with him. It made sense that he might short out a bit. "Yeah, sorry about that. Too much too fast?" she smiled awkwardly, hoping she hadn't screwed things up.

What he said next dispelled that notion. He wants to come back with me? Even after that? Her heart was pounding with excitement, but she tried to play it cool. She laughed nervously, saying "Yeah, most hotel rooms do." Her voice kept almost calm, but the blush and the huge smile were a dead giveaway to her true feelings on the matter. She stood up, offering a hand. "We probably shouldn't go through the streets all bloody. Trust me, I know." She immediately wished she could take that back, it probably made her sound like a psycho. "You okay to take the rooftops? I could carry you if you aren't."

Yeah, sorry about that. Too much too fast?" Kenji smiled awkwardly and nodded in agreement, however he couldn't say he didn't like it, but given the circumstances he's lucky he didn't have a full blown heart attack. "Yeah, most hotel rooms do." The way Arumi went from an awkward nervousness to an excited smile after his question seemed to rub off on him, Kenji figured she was hoping the night didn't get thrown off course after his mild panic attack, and seeing her perk up like that gave him a warm fuzzy feeling inside.

"We probably shouldn't go through the streets all bloody. Trust me, I know." A part of him wanted to question that last bit, but given what her kekkei genkai could do he figured blood splatter was practically unavoidable, the same could be said of his fighting style. So he decided to leave it be. "You okay to take the rooftops? I could carry you if you aren't." Images of Arumi carrying both him and Denji Karitoriki across the rooftops flashed through Kenji's mind, it was something that was hard to imagine considering she was the same size as him, and a she for that matter. It wasn't that he didn't believe her, if anything he believed her more than anyone else, but a genin kunoichi that strong at their age was uncommon. He couldn't help but wonder how strong she really was.

"No I'm fine, really." Kenji replied with a smile and a faint laugh, bending over to retrieve Denji Karitoriki before swinging it over his shoulders and turning back to his date. "I'm ready when you are." He said with a slightly eager tone to his voice, ready for Arumi to lead the way. In all honesty, he wasn't sure what was going to happen when they got there, but for some reason Kenji felt less nervous about the whole situation.

Arumi nodded, taking off her shoes and holding them in her lower hands. They'd been uncomfortable enough just walking, she couldn't imagine how bad it would be if she tried leaping across the rooftops in those things. She figured she'd probably break her ankle, at the very least. High heels really weren't her thing. "Come on, let's go."

She took to the rooftops, and was soon glad Kenji hadn't taken her up on her offer. As it turns out, dresses weren't her thing either. She wasn't used to her legs being this restricted, especially when she had to jump around like this. She managed to avoid tearing it, but she had to slow down a lot more than usual. Maybe it's better this way, he might not be at full running speed after what just happened. She peeked back over her shoulder occasionally, making sure he was still with her.

By the time they got to the hotel, the lobby was practically deserted. She didn't want any strange looks for bringing a blood-soaked boy back to her room at this hour. She decided to take the elevator, figuring it would be better to give her date a rest. She was still getting used to that concept, having a date. She rather liked it. "Sorry about the pace up there, dresses are kinda new for me." she said. She started to lean on the elevator wall, but was immediately reminded that her back was bare and metal can be very cold. She straightened up quickly, trying not to show any shock.

Before long, they were at her room. She opened the door and led Kenji in. It was a decent-sized room, with a king size bed. It had set her back a bit, but it had been worth it not to have to share a room with Shoshi. She knew that if that had happened, they probably would have trashed the place with another brawl. "Well, here we are!" She turned to Kenji with a big smile on her face.

Kenji couldn't help but laugh a little on the inside when Arumi took off her shoes, he couldn't imagine how awkward heels must be, and to be honest he was surprised she kept them on this long. Walking in heels seemed to be uncomfortable enough, jumping across rooftops with them would probably end up hospitalizing someone, and Kenji never did completely understand why a woman would put herself through that willingly. Then again maybe he just wasn't a heels guy.

"Come on, let's go." Nodding in agreement Kenji followed Arumi out of the park and across the rooftops, noticing that her dress was slowing her down a little. If anything he was grateful that she didn't want to tear the dress, it meant that he could take it easy on the way to the hotel, after all he did just loose a fair amount of blood through a nosebleed a few minutes ago. Nevertheless he was feeling pretty good, but he still enjoyed the sentiment of Arumi peaking over her shoulder in order to make sure he was keeping up.

When they reached Arumi's hotel it's main lobby only had a few occupants, a late night clerk and someone just checking in. Kenji didn't realize how late it had gotten while they were out, but it's not like he really needed to get up early, he was on a small vacation after all. He looked over himself once more as they passed through the well lit lobby, there was more blood on his shirt than Kenji had originally thought, maybe it was a good thing that they arrived so late. So much blood meant that his suit was probably ruined, not that it bugged him, one ruined suit was more than a fair trade for meeting Arumi.

"Sorry about the pace up there, dresses are kinda new for me." "Heh don't worry about it..." Kenji said as the doors to the elevator closed behind him. "... I know I wouldn't be able to do any better." He finished with an awkward laugh, picturing himself in a dress similar to hers, which in turn sent a shiver down his spine right about the time Arumi's back was greeted with the cold metal of the elevator.

Arumi's room was just a few doors down from the elevator, but with every step towards her door Kenji could feel the nervousness that had seemingly disappeared earlier creeping up on him again. Kenji took a deep breath and let it out quietly while Arumi opened the door, managing to calm his nerves a bit, for now at least. Kenji couldn't help but notice how nice Arumi's room was compared to his as he followed her through the door, although that's not really saying much since he usually opted for the most basic room available. After removing the sheathed Denji Karitoriki from his shoulders and placing it by the door Kenji found himself stretching a little in order to try and relax a bit, he didn't realize how much the events of the night had wound him up.

"Well, here we are!" "It's a very nice room." Kenji said in a slightly nervous tone as he returned her smile, right now he was seeing a few ways the night could end, some of which less advisable than others. He could stay for a little while, maybe talk so more, maybe enjoy each others company for a little bit before he cut things off to prevent them from going to far and heading back to his hotel. He could stay the night and enjoy Arumi's company but keep things from getting too "crazy". Or he could throw caution to the wind and simply see where the night goes. Either way he still wanted to wash off some of his dried blood before too long.

"Thanks." Arumi went to the closet and got out a towel for him. "Bathroom and shower are in there." she pointed, handing him the towel. It was about then she realized he didn't really have a change of clothes. She could hypothetically have lent him some, but with his broader shoulders and how she'd shortened her shirts for the new arms it would look pretty silly. Then again, the idea of seeing Kenji without a shirt quite appealed to her, so she decided to leave well enough alone.

"Take your time, I'll wait here." Arumi sat on the bed. A lot was going through her head right then. There was a boy she was very interested in using her shower! For a moment she considered joining him, but soon put that out of her mind. She didn't want to give him another panic attack. Peeping was another possibility, but she didn't want to creep him out. Instead, she just turned on the TV and tried not to imagine too much while he was in there. She thought about getting changed herself, but she didn't know how long Kenji was going to take. If he walked in on her dressing he might faint again. Besides, the dress had served her well so far. So there she sat, on the foot of the bed in a prom dress, watching a crime drama while Kenji showered.

"Thanks. Bathroom and shower are in there." "Thank you." Kenji replied politely as he took the towel from Arumi and slipped his shoes off by the entrance to the bathroom. "Take your time, I'll wait here." "Heh, alright." He couldn't help but laugh a little at her comment, wondering where else she would wait, and then an image of her joining him in the shower passed through his mind. 

By then Kenji had already slipped into the bathroom. Shutting the door quietly behind him Kenji took a deep breath to clear his mind and tossed the folded towel onto the wide porcelain sink-counter combination that was to the right of the door as he entered. He wasn't sure what he was going to do with his bloody clothes, maybe Arumi had a plastic bag he could toss his jacket and tie in, but he'd probably have to wear his shirt back to his hotel when the time came.

With a light sigh Kenji cleared his head, he'd cross that road when the time came, right now all he wanted was a nice hot shower. After a few moments of fiddling with his tie Kenji managed to undo the knot it somehow ended up in, tossing it into the corner between the sink and the door, which was soon accompanied by his jacket. However as he continued to undress Kenji folded the rest of his clothes into a neat pile that he placed to the right of the sink. While he attempted to rub a kink out of his neck Kenji turned the shower on, but stood outside of it waiting for the water to heat up.

Once the steam began to bellow up from behind the curtain and fill the bathroom Kenji slid the curtain aside and jumped in, shifting uncomfortably under the hot water for a few moments until his body acclimated. He didn't want to waste Arumi's personal cleaning products, so he decided to use the complimentary samples that came with the room, the only problem being that the miniature bars of soap they provided weren't the easiest thing to hold on to. 

So one thing led to another, the bar of soap disappeared into the cloud of steam, and shortly after the bottom of his foot managed to find it. The sudden loss of traction sent Kenji reeling backwards once more, banging the back of his head against the rear lip of the shower/bathtub combo, once again leaving him in a daze.

The thunderous noise from the shower snapped Arumi out of her daze. She turned off the TV, jumping up and running to the bathroom door. She knocked, and put her ear to the door. "Kenji? Are you okay in there?" No response.

Arumi weighed her options. What if he was really hurt in there? He had been dizzy, he might have fallen. She thought for a moment that maybe she should have gone in with him, if only to prevent something like this. On the other hand, he might just not have heard. She didn't want to burst in on him and catch him by surprise. At least, the more civil part of her didn't. Making up her mind, she knocked again. "Kenji? I'm coming in."

When she opened the door, her fears were confirmed. Kenji had fallen and hit his head. She ran over, kneeling by the tub and cradling his head while a free hand shot out to shut the water off. "Oh my god Kenji, what happened?" Arumi was starting to worry that she was bad luck. This was Kenji's second brush with death in the past hour, and they hadn't even been near a fight. That didn't stay on her mind for long, as she soon realized the situation she was in. She was cradling Kenji, and he was very, very naked. She tried to keep focus on his face, but her eyes kept wandering elsewhere. As she had suspected, he looked to be very strong. Arumi's face got redder and redder as she tried to figure out what to do.

"Kenji? Are you okay in there?" Arumi's words were nothing but a faint whisper drifting through a shifting dreamscape, bringing the feelings and thoughts of Kenji's subconscious into focus. His head was filled with random moments throughout his night with Arumi that erratically skipped through the past three hours, at least until Arumi's next words leaked into his subconscious.

"Kenji? I'm coming in." Kenji's mind switched focus from actual events to the urges and fantasies that had frequented him throughout the night, shifting the mood of his dreamscape to something far less innocent. "Oh my god Kenji, what happened?" By the time Arumi had shut off the shower Kenji's dreamscape had been fully taken over with desires and fantasies, which was starting to leak out of his subconscious and affect his unconscious body. 

His cheeks gained a darker shade of red that was completely unrelated to the temperature of his would-have-been shower, just as Arumi would find hers doing the same, and on a far less subtle note a seven inch mast began to raise itself. However it didn't take long before Kenji's body began to slip back into consciousness. "A..Aru-Ahh my head!" What first began as a faint whisper quickly shifted to a pained groan as Kenji awoke, immediately sitting up and rubbing the back of his skull with his right hand.

"Damn soa..." Kenji froze mid complaint when he realized that he wasn't the only one in the bathroom, blushing a bit more as his gaze was greeted by Arumi. "...p?" He didn't know what to say, sure he should have expected that Arumi would have been concerned that he took a spill, but his mind had been in a fog for most of the night. Hell, Kenji was so surprised to see her that he wasn't even able to grasp the entire situation, and didn't even notice the "growth" between his legs.

Arumi's face was bright red, and a trickle of blood came from her nose as she noticed Kenji's sword rising. She couldn't really complain about the view right now, but this was a lot more than she'd been expecting to see when the night began. She wasn't quite sure how to handle this right now. She finally managed to avert her eyes, and an upper hand grabbed a towel and draped it over him, forming a very prominent tent. It wasn't perfect, but it would do for now.

"Gave me a scare there, hon." She was relieved that he seemed to be conscious and recovering. "How's your head?" With his distraction mostly hidden, she started thinking about his condition. It was possible he had a concussion. She'd had those before, she knew how to handle it. He'd have to stay awake for a while yet. "Wait here and don't fall asleep, I'll be right back." Arumi propped him up against the wall and ran down the hall, returning with some ice wrapped in a washcloth. She knelt next to him, holding it against where he'd hit his head.

She was looking like a bit of a mess right now. Her new dress had gotten drenched in the chaos and was probably ruined, and her makeup had gotten smeared. Bottom Righty grabbed a spare washcloth and started washing it off for her while she tended to Kenji. "I swear I'm bad luck or something. You're just having the worst night..."

"Gave me a scare there, hon. How's your head?" "A little sore, but I'm alright." Kenji said in a calm tone as he rubbed a bump on the back of his skull. Aside from a throbbing pain on the back of his head Kenji felt fine, but he knew that shrugging off a mild injury like that wasn't the best idea, a concussion was something he didn't want to overrule. "Wait here and don't fall asleep, I'll be right back." Kenji nodded in response after Arumi helped him sit up against the wall of the shower, it's not like he was going anywhere in his current predicament, then it dawned on him.

He was sitting naked in a tub and his date came to check on him after he fell, to make matters more embarrassing he just realized that he was pitching quite the tent with a towel that wasn't there before. Kenji's face turned scarlet, there was no way around it, Arumi had seen him naked, and with an erection at that. He wanted to bash his head into the wall out of embarrassment, but what's done is done, and there was no undoing it. Once he heard Arumi returning to the room Kenji panicked a little, attempting to flatten out his tent by pushing his erection between his legs and resting his arms over it, managing to do so just before she reentered the bathroom.

What she went to do became apparent when she knelt down next to him with a cloth full of ice. He tilted his face away from her to make the spot where he hit his head more accessible, and to hide the deep shade of crimson on his face."I swear I'm bad luck or something. You're just having the worst night..." "Don't say that..." Kenji said in a kind slightly flustered tone, pausing for a moment to collect himself. "... after all, I met you." He finished in a slightly more flustered tone, he wasn't sure if what he said made any sense, but Kenji did feel lucky to have met her.

That little voice in Arumi's head was a bit disappointed that the tent seemed to have vanished while she was out. She wasn't sure if waking up naked in a bathtub with a killer headache had ruined the mood or he was just hiding it, but that part of her wanted to see more. Arumi wasn't up to admitting it yet, but she did too. The voice reminded her that they had the whole night to see it again, and she blushed.

At Kenji's last comment, Arumi didn't know what to say. She stayed there stunned for a moment, trying to find the words, before deciding just to go for it. She leaned across Kenji, hanging onto Bottom Righty with her other right hand so it wouldn't try anything. It was just a quick kiss this time, but she thought it got her point across. "Thanks." she finally managed to say.

"Here, look me in the eye. I gotta check something." She stayed leaned over him, left hands supporting her against the wall. She had to make sure he was alright. Arumi looked into Kenji's eyes. He seemed to be focusing just fine. "Okay good, looks like it's just a little bump. No concussion or anything. How's your head feeling?"

Before he had time to answer, Arumi noticed she was feeling a bit more precarious than she had a second ago. Looking over, she saw Bottom Lefty reaching for the towel. Oh god don't tell me it's gonna steal it! Without thinking, Arumi grabbed it with her upper left hand and tried to wrestle it back. Too late, she realized this left her with no support and with all her arms too busy grappling with each other to catch her. She tipped forward, falling onto Kenji.

Kenji wasn't sure what to do when the room fell silent after his last comment, he couldn't quite see Arumi's face out of the corner of his eye but he didn't want to turn his head and risk a surprise shower of ice down his back, that and his hands were currently preoccupied with preventing another tent from rising. However his concerns were put to rest as Arumi leaned over him, giving him a quick kiss while supporting herself with both of her left arms by planting them on the wall of the shower. "Thanks."

"Here, look me in the eye. I gotta check something." "Alright" As per request Kenji stared into Arumi's eye, figuring that she was checking to make sure he was focusing just fine, which he was but he couldn't complain about the view. Plus the sentiment was nice. "Okay good, looks like it's just a little bump. No concussion or anything. How's your head feeling?" "Pre..." Kenji paused, noticing movement coming from her lower left arm the same time Arumi noticed the lack of support. It looked like it was making a move for his towel, and he couldn't help but wonder if bottom lefty had the same habits as bottom righty, however his thought process was completely interrupted by what happened next.

It looked like Arumi panicked for a moment, but Kenji couldn't blame her, he might have done the same thing if their roles were reversed. Attempting to get a hold of her bottom left arm with her upper left arm, which was the only remaining support she had, Arumi toppled forward. Kenji's arms snapped into action, his right one attempting to cradle her head so she didn't wind up with a similar injury, while his left one tried to catch the rest of her in order to soften her landing. 

"Are you okay?" Kenji asked in a slightly nervous tone, hoping she didn't hit herself on anything, although he blushed when he realized something. Here he was sitting naked in a bathtub with only a towel to cover himself cradling his Arumi in his arms, the same arms that were no longer keeping his "lower extremities" in check, which now began to rise up once more to greet her lower back.

It took Arumi a moment to realize why she'd stopped falling. Those weren't her own arms that had caught here. These arms were more muscled, and definitely not attached to her. The girl blushed, realizing she was being cradled by a naked Kenji. That little voice commented that this date was going really well.

"Um, I'm fine thanks. Kinda saved me there." She laughed nervously, giving him a smile. Even considering the circumstances, Kenji was being a real gentleman here. He was being surprisingly calm, even sweet considering that he was naked and embracing her. He hadn't even really made a move yet.

Just as she thought that, she felt that something was making a move. Something pressed against her back. She wasn't too familiar with this sort of sensation, but she could tell by the size and shape that it was something she had seen recently. Looking at Kenji's face, she saw her suspicions were correct. He was turning bright red, and she could tell by the heat in her face that she was too. Desperate to relieve the awkwardness, Arumi searched for something reassuring to say. "It's okay, I kinda feel the same way..." she said, hoping she hadn't made things worse.

"Um, I'm fine thanks. Kinda saved me there." "Heh, no problem." Kenji replied with a nervous smile of his own, his cheeks turning redder by the second as he desperately tried to stem the growth between his legs, to no avail. Kenji felt as if he was going to die out of embarrassment. He closed his eyes in order to try and calm himself, but it wasn't working. What could he do? There's no way Arumi couldn't feel his thing pressing against her back, and it didn't seem to want to calm down. It's not like he could just throw her out of the tub, that would just be wrong.

"It's okay, I kinda feel the same way..." "I..." Kenji stammered briefly as he opened his eyes, immediately noticing that Arumi was just as red as he probably was by now. He didn't expect her to say that, then again he didn't know what to expect from this situation anyway, this was all completely new to him. "... a..." He stammered a little more as he attempted to choke out a reply, her words didn't help the situation any, in fact it actually made it press a little harder against her back. 

"... you do?" Kenji finally managed to say something more than a single letter, finishing in an awkward nervous tone. He still wasn't sure what to do, he really liked Arumi, but this would definitely count as going a little overboard for the first date. Let alone some of the stuff running through the head.

She laughed a little at his response. For a guy in the shape he was in, he sure seemed insecure. Arumi wondered if that was what drew them together. He didn't consider himself better than her, or try to use her or anything like that. It was good to find a genuine nice guy. "Well, yeah. Have you seen you?" She looked him over. Couldn't see much from this position, but she liked what she could see. And what she felt. That little voice was getting a lot stronger now.

Bottom Righty found its way to his chest, and she didn't stop it. This night was proceeding a lot faster than she expected, but a part of her was really excited about that. "And um, I mean, considering the circumstances..." She gave him a smile, a mix of nervous and excited.

"Well, yeah. Have you seen you?" As Arumi looked him over, at least what she could see currently, Kenji felt his cheeks warm up slightly. It was probably impossible for him to turn a darker shade of red, but that doesn't mean it didn't feel like it. In all honesty Kenji never thought about his looks, if anything he thought he was just an average guy, short of dressing nice for formal occasions he never worried about his looks. Then again he couldn't say he didn't return the feeling, which is partially why they were in their current predicament. 

When bottom righty rested itself on his chest Kenji couldn't help but twitch a little down below. "And um, I mean, considering the circumstances..." "Heh, yeah, I guess we are in quite the predicament..." Kenji returned Arumi's nervous smile with one of his own as he spoke. "... So, uh..." He continued nervously, but he fell short not knowing what to say, however his body had it's own plan. Without waiting for a response he leaned forward, aiming to continue that short kiss they had earlier.

"So?" Arumi was wondering if Kenji was going to finish that thought, but he decided to take the lead instead. He leaned in for a kiss and she went for it. She climbed into the tub with him, all four arms pulling him closer. Her still-elongated tongue slipped into his mouth, adding to things a bit.

She knew that this was probably a bit much, but she was far beyond caring at this point. She was sitting in Kenji's lap, which was only barely covered by a towel, and making out with him. Caution and good sense were left behind a long time ago. Meanwhile, Bottom Righty was working its way around his body, trying to get a feel for every muscle it could.

The moment their lips met it felt as if all of the tension in the room finally snapped, this was well beyond what Kenji would call an advisable course of action, but he crossed the line for that the moment he decided to join Arumi in her hotel room. The way Arumi climed in and situated herself on Kenji's lap only made things worse, or better depending on your point of view, and her elongated tongue definitely provided a unique experience. Although it wasn't like he ever exchanged saliva with a girl before Arumi.

The whole situation was almost too much, and bottom righty's inspection of the various muscles on his body topped it off. Kenji had to pause for a moment in order to catch his breath, he was feeling a little light headed after how quickly things escalated, so he broke of the kiss. "Are you sure... we aren't going to fast?" He asked in a nervous, slightly out of breath tone. Part of him wanted her to simply ignore the question, primarily the one she was sitting on, but the gentleman in him still had a little bit of fight left in him. Albeit that was fading quickly.

Arumi was a little disappointed when he broke off the kiss, but then again she needed to breathe every now and then. Her heart was racing and she was breathing heavily. Bottom Righty had settled a bit, stopping its exploration and taking up residence on Kenji's chest. It seemed to like it there.

She was a bit unsure about his question. There was a small, ever-shrinking part of her that agreed, but that voice in the back of her head was drowning out almost everything else. "I don't know..." She was torn. A part of her realized how reckless she was being, but she was past caring. "Is fast bad?" She settled down on his lap, enjoying making him squirm a bit.

"I don't know..." It sounded like Arumi was just as torn as he was, at least until what happened next. "Is fast bad?" A question Kenji had been struggling with after their first kiss. On one had they had just met earlier in the night, on the other hand he didn't know when they would meet again, and her sitting back on his lap didn't help the former's argument. Kenji squirmed awkwardly for a moment, trying to situate his bulge into a less prominent position, to no avail. 

"Well..." He was having a hard time concentrating with the image in front of him, sitting naked in a bathtub with only a towel and a prom dress separating himself from a beautiful four armed girl straddling his lap, it was almost impossible to resist simply giving in to primal instinct, almost. "... I guess not." Kenji finished in a nervous tone, he might pay hell for it down the road, but he would cross that obstacle when the time came. Nonetheless he wasn't sure what to do from here, and figured he'd just wait for Arumi to make the next move.

Arumi smiled at his answer. He seemed hesitant at first, but he certainly felt like he was getting into the spirit of things. She leaned in to kiss him again. As she did this, it dawned on her that this wasn't really the best place for this. The tub had served its purpose, but it was cramped and wet. It wouldn't really be great for what she had planned. "Tell you what." she said, breaking off the kiss. "I'll wait out in the room, and you get dried off and meet me there."

She stood up, climbing out of the tub and going to the door. "Don't slip now." she said with a wink, closing it after her. When Arumi stepped out into the room, her heart was racing. She couldn't tell if it was more anticipation or nerves, but either way she had never been more excited. Arumi slipped out of her stockings, wondering if the water was bad for them. She was almost certain it was bad for the dress. Before she forgot, Arumi went to her luggage and rummaged through it, pulling out a small square box. "Always be prepared." she muttered to herself, setting it on the nightstand. Lastly, she slipped out of the dress. It had been a bit odd, going a whole night without her usual sports bra. The rooftop running had been a bit unpleasant without it. And now here she was, waiting for a boy she just met in nothing but her panties.

The voice said this date was going VERY well.

Once again their lips met, however only briefly before Arumi broke of the kiss. "Tell you what." "Hmm?" "I'll wait out in the room, and you get dried off and meet me there." A part of him was sad that Arumi got out of the tub, although that same part of him knew exactly where this was going to end up and didn't mind waiting a few moments for a change of location. Without Arumi to weigh him down his tent rose again, although given the circumstances attempting to hide it would have no purpose, and it's not like he didn't have a great view her as she moved to exit the bathroom.

"Don't slip no." "Heh, I'll try not." Kenji replied in a playful tone as Arumi closed the door behind her, feeling like he could finally breathe once she did so, everything was going so fast he could barely keep track of it. He leaned forward in the tub a little before taking a few slow deep breaths in order to calm his nerves, that and to reduce the prominence of the tent he was still pitching to a more manageable level, although he had a sneaking suspicion that wasn't going to last very long. Letting out another deep breath Kenji rose to his feet, tying the partially soaked towel around his waist out of habit before leaning over to pick up the rag of ice Arumi had brought in and tossing it in the sink.

What are you doing Kenji? Letting out a small sigh Kenji stared into the bathroom mirror, he had no idea what he was getting himself into, and it's not like he was prepared for this sort of thing. Kenji was sure that he had a condom somewhere in his luggage just to be safe, however he wasn't in his hotel room. He was in Arumi's hotel room, standing naked in her bathroom, with her waiting outside for him to do far more than chat. Kenji was in way over his head, but he couldn't say that he didn't want to be. 

After taking a few more deep breaths Kenji dreid off what he could with the partially soaked towel Arumi used to cover him, which wasn't that much, so he resorted to drying off with a clean portion of his bloodied jacket before slipping back into his boxer-briefs. He debated about putting on his pants but given the situation they probably wouldn't stay on for long, then again the same could be said for his underwear. I guess it's now or never. Kenji attempted to calm his nerves once more as he opened the bathroom door, however what came into view as he rounded the corner to the bed threw all of that out of the window, Arumi in the same wardrobe he was in, nothing but her underwear.

Kenji froze, his heart pounding heavily as his face turned red once more, it was a similar sensation to what happened in the park. Closing his eyes Kenji took a long deep breath, managing to keep his heart in check for the time being, but that didn't help his situation down below which was currently standing at half mast. "Wow..." Kenji attempted to say something, anything, as he let out the deep breath he had taken, opening his eyes in the process. "... You're beautiful..." He managed to stammer out in an awkward nervous tone, not really knowing what else to say.

Arumi turned to look at him when she heard the door open. He was in his boxers now, and had a rather prominent bulge in them. Not as much as it had been in the bathroom, but still noticeable. She looked him over, finally getting a good view of him without being distracted by head injuries. He was a good-looking guy, as she had expected. Her doubts were rapidly disappearing as she looked him over.

She blushed even more at his compliment. She knew he seemed to like how she looked, but she'd never considered herself beautiful. Her musculature was a bit more prominent than was normal for a girl her age, with a six pack marred at the top by a long, narrow horizontal scar across her midsection. Between that and the extra arms, she thought of herself as looking more tough or monstrous than pretty. "Thanks."

Arumi approached, pulling Kenji into another kiss. Bottom Righty was enthusiastic this time, using their standing position to get a firm grip on Kenji's butt. She could tell it was excited, and with only the thin fabric of the boxers between her and him she could hardly blame it. After a moment she broke off the kiss, still groping a bit. "You really think I'm beautiful?"

"Thanks." Kenji smiled nervously as Arumi approached, eagerly accepting her embrace as their lips met once more, wrapping his arms around her mid back between her two sets of shoulders and pulling her close. It felt different than before without the layer of clothing between. The skin on skin contact felt closer, more intimate, and he liked it. On top of that the way bottom righty immediately, and rather excitedly at that, went for his rump made him giggle a little. 

Kenji imagined it had probably been waiting to do that again for a while, then he realized that short of an accidental boob swipe he never really returned the gesture. Unless you count the bathroom escapades, but even then he kept his hands in more modest locations, so he decided a grope of his own was a little more than overdue. After a brief moment of hesitation Kenji shifted his right hand down to Arumi's bottom, lightly grasping her left cheek, he could see why bottom righty enjoyed it so much. 

The entire situation definitely upped his heart rate a little, and his blood flow to a certain something, causing it to press against Arumi's inner thighs. "You really think I'm beautiful?" "Of course I do." Kenji replied in a sweet tone, still holding Arumi close after she broke off the kiss, he meant what he said. Kenji didn't care about any scars or mutations, well technically that's not true, he actually liked them.

Arumi let out a little squeak as he returned the grope. Not that she had a problem with it, in fact it was nice that he was getting into the spirit of things. It was exciting, having him return the interest like that. Of course, that wasn't the only thing showing his interest. She could feel something pressing against her leg, and it wasn't a sword in his pocket. She shifted her leg a bit, rubbing it against the bulge.

"Thanks, Kenji." He was sounding more confident now. The awkwardness was cute, but it was that sweet tone that had first drawn her to him. She was glad it was back. It seemed like now that they were nearly naked and grabbing each other's butts, he was getting into the swing of things.

In a rare moment of collaboration, both of Arumi's lower arms decided that they had had enough of this boxer business. They hooked their thumbs in the hem of Kenji's underwear and pulled downward, sending it to the floor. Arumi gasped as it bounced free and rubbed against her. This was her first feel of it without the boxers or towel in the way, it was a new experience for her. She regained control of Bottom Righty, sending it to reach for the box on the table next to them. "Heh, guess they were getting impatient." She pulled a condom out of the box and her right hands started fiddling with the wrapper while her left ones took up positions on his back and his now-bare ass. "You ready for this?"