A Date with Confession [for Daaharu]

Mikayla smiled at the waitress as she took back the bill and the money that she had shoveled together, before her eyes settled again on Fallon beside her. At Fallon's response to her question, she stuck her tongue out. "I'm a curious person! I don't like secrets...well not ones that other people are keeping from me," she told her, with a wink.

The Californian did elaborate, though, and Mikayla figured she could have guessed that shopping would have been on the list somewhere. They were both on the girly-girl side in some aspects, at least, and Fallon had great taste with clothes, so it was just a given. And Mikayla wasn't going to complain - she loved a bout of shopping. Especially if she could stare at some shoes for a while... Her eyes lit up at the proposition. "Well of course I say yes!" It wasn't like she could say no, even if she wasn't excited to go shopping with her new friend. This was Fallon's night to plan, and Mikayla was sticking to her guns on that.

The walk sounded good, too...but not as good as the last thing Fallon mentioned. Going back to Fallon's place sounded...fantastic right now. There would be more people shopping and in the park, and Mikayla didn't feel like she could really get her point across about what she had been dealing with the last few nights with too many ears listening, bold a creature as she was. At Fallon's place...total privacy, if she could slip in long enough to talk to her. Maybe that would afford her the chance to explain herself in a way that wouldn't be off-putting to a friend that she badly wanted to keep.

Entranced by scheming out how to make that work, Mikayla didn't immediately respond, her face falling neutral, before she flashed Fallon a cocky smile at the mention that they would be playing Wii. Perfect chance for them to talk, score! "Oh you think you're gonna kick my butt, Fal! But you already won once this week, and my Wii game is-" She lifted her arm to flex dramatically. "-strong."

Grinning, she pushed away from the table, offering Fallon her arm to link with again. "Let's get to it then! See how they shop out in California."

Fallon elaborated on her ideas for the rest of the night, divulging the secrets which Mikayla was so keen on being made privy to. Well, it wasn't like Fallon had anything so spectacularly out of the ordinary planned that it had to be hidden! With no really great movies out, and only a few hours to spare before it got just, like, ridiculously late. Not that Fallon minded staying out late, of course, but she didn't know when Mikayla was used to going to sleep, and she was sure that if she kept Mikayla out too late the blonde would just be far too nice to tell her that she was getting tired. So Fallon kept it simple.

With any luck, she would have plenty more chances to take Mikayla out and show her all sorts of cool sights around the city of Tokyo!

Fallon was glad that the plan sounded good to Mikayla. Now that they were full from dinner, they could go for a nice, leisurely stroll down the commercial district's main drag, which was lined with clothing stores of all kinds. There was a Gothic lolita store, a kimono store, and plenty of outlet locations for big American and British clothing companies which both of them surely recognized from back home in California and Minnesota. There were shoe stores, accesory stores...and even lingerie stores. Fallon snickered as she reminded herself of a fun little surprise to pull on Mikayla once they were out shopping. With any luck, she would get to see her blonde friend's face turn bright red!

And then, after their shopping trip, they would walk back to Fallon's apartment—a walk which would take about half an hour as they made their way through one of the green oases nestled in the center of Japan's capital metropolis. The park was mostly open, and plenty of girls from nearby schools and old couples living in rent-controlled apartments spent quite a bit of time there, as did street vendors selling food and small tourist-y trinkets. There were a couple points along the route where the path passed through thick copses of trees which would give them a little bit of privacy and even intimacy, which Fallon was looking forward to. She wanted to know everything there was to know about her Minnesotan bombshell!

"Well, hey, don't count me out of the running just yet, Mikki-bo! My Wii skills couldn't be matched in Fresno, so if you're not careful I'll be sitting on your digital Nintendo face, same as in the ring!" Fallon would say, as she lifted herself up from her seat and grabbed onto Mikayla's hand, giving it a squeeze. "But I can kick your butt on it later! Right now, it's time to live it up! If you want to shop California style, then I hope you're ready to go until about for in the morning, because we California girls love our designer stores!"

Mikayla was just about loosened back up enough to spout out something back at Fallon about being a Wii fake state champion...when the brunette pulled out the one line that could threaten to set Mikayla's cheeks aflame despite her near-immunity to embarrassment. Of course, they both knew all too well what had happened at the end of their match, but hearing her say it out loud with all that enthusiasm and out of the blue like that was almost too much for Mikayla to take. Considering she had taken a lot tonight without her tongue loosening too much, that was saying something, but still she willed herself to hold onto her cool. This time, though, she was certain it was noticeable how she writhed in place, taking entirely too long to straighten her shoulders as they started to head out of the restaurant and awkwardly fumbling with Fallon's hand as the brunette reached for her own. Uh...right, words. What was it she had been going to say about the Wii? "There was no me in Fresno though, Fal! Gotta remember that," was what she settled on saying, to at least say something. She now had an endgame to reach in order to explain herself, and she wasn't about to start spouting now.

At least shopping was a very welcome distraction while Mikayla waited for her opportunity for complete privacy. The blonde trotted alongside her friend, ignorant of the attention that two attractive young women got as they moved back out towards the car. "Well, I can't deny that you California girls do have a reputation with your shopping," she said, mostly recovered. "Wild, chaotic shopping sprees; stacks of bags and boxes up to the ceiling, with three or four men having to carry them out to the car; looking unnecessarily gorgeous already while shopping. It's kind of mythical and dreamy."

Mikayla could probably shop like that for shoes.

Something seemed to strike Mikayla during this latest round of teasing and taunting each other. Fallon picked up on it—it would have been very difficult to somehow miss the signals that the blonde was giving off as the two of them held hands and hopped out of the busy hibachi restaurant. Fallon leaned in and gave Mikayla a quizzical look, smiling as she would patiently wait out the brief moment of silence caused by her good friend's befuddlement. She hoped that this moment of silence wasn't Mikayla's way of saying that she was only lukewarm about Fallon's plans for the rest of the evening. Fallon figured Mikayla might be too sweet to tell her if Fallon suggested something that she didn't want to do, whether it was the quick little shopping excursion to try on shoes or other things, or whether it was the slightly more intimate, romantic walk in the park.

"Heh! We'll see if you're anywhere near as good as you say you are! We're gonna have a Wii smackdown tonight, for sure! No mercy!" Fallon would insist loudly, filling the quiet space between them as they walked out into the cool night air once again.

Mikayla did seem to have a pretty good idea of the type of shopping Fallon had in mind, though, as she described a typical California shopping trip like a scene right out of a Sex and the City movie. As they slid into their car and nodded to the driver girl, Fallon grinned and gave her a thumbs-up. "Right on! Except you're the only one I've got to carry all my bags, Mikki! And don't forget that you're paying for it all, too!" She would chuckle and sock Mikayla lightly on the shoulder, before relaxing and sinking back into the seat. The driver asked where they wanted to go, and Fallon would give her a quick set of directions. After that, the brunette would sigh and slide to the side, letting her head rest against Mikayla's as the car departed.

"Actually, you don't have to pay for all the stuff I buy," Fallon would say. "Though I totally wouldn't mind if you wanted to get me one or two gifts..."

Good...Fallon seemed to bring things right back around to her enthusiasm about the video game battle without mention of Mikayla's little freeze-up, so the blonde wouldn't worry further...for now. "Oh don't you worry... you're gonna be witnessing Wii skills like you've never seen! And you'll be saying you never should have doubted me!" And by that part of the night, Mikayla would have either really disturbed Fallon with her revelation, or things would be...fine? Yeah, fine.

It would seem that Mikayla was totally on the mark about how they shopped in California. She snickered a little at Fallon's acknowledgement of the exaggeration about Californians shopping as the truth as they got back into the car. "Hey, I'm strong, but I don't know if I'm twenty foot tall stack of clothes strong! Or that balanced..." Not that anyone was, but if they were exaggerating, then Mikayla was going to take the exaggeration as far as she possibly could. Besides, if it was a twenty-foot tall stack of clothes, they wouldn't make it out of the store, unless Mikayla started bartering her belongings.

As Fallon communicated the directions - which Mikayla had no way of interpreting - the blonde sat back and crossed her legs to stare out of the window a brief moment, until she felt Fallon lean on her and address her again. Mikayla's eyebrows raised at the brunette's offer. Well that was sweet of her... really. But Mikayla was not one to back off on her promises! Besides, she wanted to treat Fallon, whoever had won.  "I'm going to hold up my end of the bargain on that! I'm all honorable and such, you know." After a sly pause, she rubbed lightly at her chin. "But I mean...we never said I had to pay for the thing or two Iii decide to pick up..." She added a wink, hoping that was enough to help ease her friend's mind.

The two of them were relaxing in the backseat of the towncar as it began to move again, finding an opening in the line of cars which were making their way towards the shopping district and sliding into it to become one more link in the chain of many-colored, variously-sized vehicles. Lights would move by like stars moving past a ship at light speed in a movie. They were in their own little bubble, and Fallon almost felt herself blush when she thought about Mikayla and intimacy together in the same context. But, knowing that she knew nothing of whether Mikayla was interested in her in that way, Fallon would suppress any outward hints of that train of thought when she turned back to Mikayla.

"Hey, I bet if you stood on your hands and used your legs you would be strong enough to carry a stack, like, two times that tall!" Fallon would say, reaching down and giving Mikayla's lower thigh a teasing squeeze, feeling for the muscles with her thumb and forefinger. "You've really got some gams, Mikki! I've totally gotta get your leg day routine from you. And maybe I can give you some belly tips in exchange, huh?" She would raise an eyebrow as she presented that offer. "Good friends like us should always have a good give and take. Like tonight, for example—you're giving me money and I'm taking it!" She would laugh and lean against Mikayla a little harder. "But, like, seriously, I'm more than happy to let you pay for all of my things tonight, so long as you let me get you a couple...gifts in exchange." That sounded like a fair way for them to both honor the original bet and make sure that they didn't exhaust the contents of Mikayla's purse. She could buy for Fallon, and Fallon could buy for her!

The car moved into the shopping district, brilliant yellow and white glows emanating from ritzy storefronts for at least the next three blocks. They were still a couple of minutes away from where Fallon had asked the driver to drop them off, but the Californian could already feel her heart beating a little faster. She had a fun idea in mind, one that was almost a small contest between the two of them—one which might end up being a little embarrassing. But the thought of it excited her, and she hoped that it would excite Mikayla, too.

"Oh yeah, Fal! Standing on my head will definitely help me with the whole balance thing," the blonde told her friend, as much sarcasm dripping from her tongue as was possible, as Fallon apparently tried to reassure herself of the truth by feeling of the muscles in Mikayla's leg. That was apparently a good excuse for the conversation to switch back to Mikayla's legs, and the blonde was not going to complain...though, of course, they were not as mythical as Fallon made them out to be, nor was her routine. "Haha! It's still not much of a brilliant routine...this just kind of happened over a few years, but I guess I've kind of shaped them up since I've been here. I can show you what I'm doing, but it's nothing groundbreaking." Maybe it was genetic...but it wasn't like powerful legs really ran in the family. Oh well. Mikayla would chalk it up to being a wild child and an active teenager.

"Now the belly on the other hand...how does that even happen!? You're like someone took a chisel to you! So yeah, if I show you my boring leg routine, I wanna know what you're doing to turn into the belly goddess too!" She jabbed lightly into Fallon's side with the hand opposite. "You already showed off everything in the gym, and I want to shape up like that." That was how they had met, after all... Fallon posing and Mikayla's thighs bulging around Red's skull. It seemed only suitable that they, now friends, help each other with what had made them break into conversation in the first place.

It seemed that Fallon agreed, too, that Mikayla's idea about their shopping spending was a good one. Mikayla could hold up her end of the bargain, but Fallon didn't have to feel compelled to pay for any of her own gifts. "Alright, deal! It'll be like our own mini-Christmas. If anyone asks we'll just say it's our birthdays." She winked.

The car slowed as they pulled down the correct street, and Mikayla, having not done any serious shopping for herself since arriving besides ordering some workout attire and wrestling gear, peered out the window to see what there was to see. As per usual for Tokyo, it was ten times as flashy as anything in Minnesota - in the best way for a woman as keen on exciting things as Mikayla. She fixated on some of the men and women walking up and down the streets in their modern Japanese fashions. "Oooh...all the shoes are so great..." In fact she wasn't sure she had ever seen many pairs of fashionable shoes that weren't great to her, but that was irrelevant. "Where are we going first, Fal?"

"Maybe it would help! You don't know!" Fallon would say, sticking her tongue out at Mikayla when her friend seemed to question whether standing on her hands would actually help to improve her balance while carrying a twenty foot-tall pile of purchases for Fallon. At the very least, if she wasn't sure whether her arms could hold up a pile that big, the two of them could probably both agree on the fact that her legs could! She was the owner of those strong limbs, after all, and Fallon had experienced their power firsthand on more than one occason now!

"You keep saying that your routine isn't anything special, or whatever, but that's definitely just a big lie so that you can keep your best secrets to yourself! Boo you! I should thump the secret outta ya!" She would start to make a move to play-attack Mikayla, but before she could, Mikayla would lightly jab her hand into Fallon's side, causing Fallon to squeak and giggle as she felt those fingers running over her flank. "Stop that! That tickles!" Fallon would say, and she would then finally make a move, bringing both her hands forward to try to briefly grab onto Mikayla's sides and wiggle her fingers all over them to give her a quick taste of tickle torture, too!

"I definitely will give you my belly tips, though! Your belly is already pretty great, but there are, like, a couple of things that I do that may make it even better! I was always sort of a gym rat back in Cali!"

She only tickled Mikayla for a few seconds. When they arrived in the small but ritzy shopping district and the car pulled over to the curb, Fallon would waste little time before she would say goodbye to the driver, making sure that she was properly paid, and then grab Mikayla's hand again to pull her out of the car and up onto her feet in front of the line of stores. When the Minnesotan asked where they were going first, Fallon would grin and swing their connected hands back and forth a little. "Well, you can pick, Mikki! I've got a surprise store, but we can either start with it or save it for a special treat at the end! We need to hit a shoe store and a clothing store, too."

"Hey, my legs are the best thing I have going! ...Okay, and maybe hair. Gotta keep a few of the company secrets or I have no shtick! Joke's on you, though, there are no good company se- NO!" As soon as Fallon's hands touched the blonde's sides, the Minnesotan jerked back away from her to avoid the coming tickles, a moment too late. She twisted sideways to escape, bringing her hands down over her sides. "Nooooo! Noooo Fallon... I get violent when people tickle me. I can't do it. I'm like the bad ticklish. Gives me the creepy crawlies." She narrowed her eyes dangerously at her friend and jabbed a warning finger. "Don't you do it! Nope. No." Yeeeeah that had gotten a few girl friends back in Minnesota squeezed around the waist back in the day. Not Mikayla's fault! She warned them!

Returning her arms to her sides, she calmed her too-disturbed-over-tickles self and settled a raised eyebrow and a faint smile on Fallon and that currently concealed, amazing belly of hers, though it was even evident how toned it was against the fabric of the Californian's dress. Amazing. "I bet you killed on the beaches there... how do you not have like three people hanging from your ankles at all times, huh?" She winked, ignoring the irony. "Heeeey, that's how you picked your wrestling outfit, isn't it? Why wear something that gets in the way when you can go around looking that good in a barely-there top...." Mikayla needed to get her one of those sometime, maybe... well, once she got her belly up to par.

She had no more time to think on the subject as the car pulled to a stop again, and Mikayla wasted no time in taking Fallon's hand and slipping out of the back seat after she helped with the driver's payment. Funny - even feeling Fallon's hand was a bit too much for her heart. It was almost strangely warm and tingly against Mikayla's own hands. But, that she could fortunately tolerate.

What Mikayla could not tolerate was surprises, and she pooched her lips at Fallon when the Californian mentioned one. "I go nuts if I'm waiting for a surprise! That first... I take my dessert before the main course, thank you."

Fallon couldn't decide whether she was surprised or not by the blonde Minnesotan's phobia of being tickled. On the one hand, Mikayla was a strong, otherwise very confident girl, and the fact that she had such a glaring weakness was at odds with her usual image. No matter how strong her legs were, the fact that she shrieked like a madwoman when fingers lightly brushed her sides was ridiculous. But, then, who didn't have a weakness like that? Fallon herself was very ticklish, and became very giggly when her belly or her feet were tickled. It only made Mikayla that much more charming, even alluring, in Fallon's eyes, and the brown-haired Californian would grin impishly at her golden-haired Minnesotan friend as she removed her hands! "Then you don't try to tickle me, Mikki! Tickly Mickly! Or else I'm not going to show you any mercy!" Fallon wiggled her fingers threateningly.

Mikayla's observation that Fallon must have killed it on the beaches of California was very flattering, and it was enough to make Fallon visibly blush. Her cheeks turned red as she made a dismissive noise and waved a hand in front of her to downplay such ideas. "Oh, well, y'know, I had a few friends who liked to hang around me, y'know. Maybe I had a few people interested in me. No biggie, really." Mikayla's observation about Fallon's wrestling attire was also very interesting. "Well, yeah, mobility and belly display are, like, pretty big things for me. But, well, I also chose my original attire—which was just the bikini top and bottom, along with my good ol' tiger ears—because it was, well, pretty sexy, too."

Somehow, Fallon became a little bit bashful even about saying the word sexy. She hesitated another second about how to follow up on that, but before she had to, the car pulled up to the curb and the two of them got out, with Fallon paying their lovely driver before the vehicle pulled away and left the two of them in the shopping district together. With Mikayla opting for the surprise first before they did any other shopping, Fallon would take a breath and giggle, excited for the surprise she had in store for her friend. She glanced down the road and saw one particular illuminated sign, among several other glowing displays, which sat above the store she was interested in. She gave Mikayla's hand a squeeze and then pulled her friend along down the street. "Then let's go! We're just a block away! Try to keep up, Mikki!"