A Drop in the Bucket

"Am I? I guess a little." Kimiko remarked quietly with a small shrug.she felt pretty normal, but everyone saw things a little different. She finally glanced back over to Ayane as the other girl dipped her head, watching he quietly. Was she crying now? She thought so… she didn't have anything for it though. No tissues or towels to hand her. The other girl didn't seem sad though, so that was good.

"You're welcome… hey." Kimiko leaned in, resting her shoulder to Ayane. She was pretty sure the crisis had been averted here, but the years were still closing so she had to do something else to help lighten the mood. "How about I help you train for next time we fight, right now."

Kimiko had a mischievous grin on her face as she leaned away, pivoting on her butt to pull her legs up off the ground and rest them across the bench while facing her back to Ayane. She made a show of stretching out with a yawn before dramatically laying back, trying to playfully shove the unsuspecting girl down across the bench and just flop over on top of her to trap her underneath Kimiko's back.

"There we go. The perfect spot for me to rest. Noooo reason at all to move." She was hamming it up, wiggling a bit to pretend to get comfortable. She braced to be thrown though, not looking forward to hitting the floor with how sore she still was, but willing to take the hit in the pursuit of making Ayane feel better.

Ayane blinked the remaining tears out of her eyes as Kimiko offered to train her... like... right here and now, the smaller brawler preparing some sort of protest in her mind! They couldn't do it... like here! What, were they gonna complete their fight in the locker-room or something? Was she planning to have them do stretches or something RIGHT after beating the crap out of each other...? Between sobbing to herself and having her head punched IN by Kimiko in their fight... Ayane didn't feel like hopping into a new brawl right away! She put up her hands, prepared to argue...

Before Kimiko simply turned her back into and laid into her!

"Whaaaa???" Ayane practically cried, her palms now resting lightly on her... new friend's shoulders, the woman deciding that she would simply FLOP down on her like she did to win the match! What's more, Kimiko outright admitted that she was now using her as some sort of pillow, her legs laid out neatly across the long bench now that she had somewhere to place her head! Instantly, Ayane's cheeks flashed pink, her lips curling into a small snarl of outrage! Of all the... How could she.... WHAT IN THE.... Her nails dug into Kimiko's top a bit, threatening to bite through the fabric before she....

"*Sigh...*"

Ayane's hands would slowly slip down Kimiko's back, instead wrapping themselves around her solar-plexus, hugging her against her! The smaller fighter would glance off to the side, quickly, finding the nearby wall VERY interesting as she rested her cheek on Kimiko's shoulder, completing their embrace.

...It wasn't like she was comfortable or anything. No, certainly not. She was just... you know... Paying Kimiko back by letting her lay here for now. For being a good sport and stuff! Yeah! That was it! Not because... she would feel... like... lonely if she wasn't there.

"You don't hafta move... for now." Ayane muttered, her blush flashing a tad brighter!

Kimiko lounged on top of Ayane, waiting for the inevitable tumble she was bound to take. She could feel the other girls hands tighten on her shoulder, making her since in anticipation for eating a face full of the hard floor. When she felt the other girls hands drifting down her back and trace along her side, she was visibly confused. Ayane's arms wrapped around her, tugging her into a hug that found her laying unopposed on top of her… she wasn't sure what to think, assuming Ayane just needed a hug or something.

A shiver ran up her spine when she felt.the other girls cheek push up against her shoulder. Unsure of what to do, she hesitantly reached up to lightly pat Ayane's forearm. "Pretty sure you are going to need more training at this rate." The brunette remarked obliviously. Maybe this is why she had won after all, Ayane had a secret weakness to being laid on. She should really work on that.

"Ayane…" there was a long awkward silence between the two before.

Ggrrrrrrgh.

Kimiko's stomach growled loudly. The brunette let out an exhausted with, muttering softly. "...I didn't eat at all today, I am starving. Want to go get some dinner?"

"Mmmmh... Shut up, Kimiko..." Ayane muttered as she hugged her new friend. With her emotions winding down and the excitement of today starting to deminish, the smaller girl was starting to feel the strain on her body... While she probably didn't ACHE as much as Kimiko did (after all, she was totally losing that match), Ayane's muscles were building a low, exhausting burn, her eye-lids growing heavy as she leaned into her former opponent's back. It felt... kinda nice in a way, comforting that she had someone to hold. It had been some time since her years in high-school. standing up for and to people bigger and taller than her. One of her favorite memories was holding one of those victims, comforting her after taking her tormentor down a couple notches! As much fun as it was beating humility into someone that was DESPERATELY asking for it... It felt good in a different way helping someone relax after such excitement...

Kinda... felt maybe the same way here...? But in reverse... It was weird. Kinda like Kimiko!

A silence fell over them, but it was hardly awkward for Ayane, the smaller girl just taking her time as she adjusted to the slowly building discomfort. A small growl emanated from her stomach, rippling across her taught belly.... indicating that now she was hungry as WELL as tired! Oh goody.... That was just great. She'd have to make a detour before going ho-

Ayane's eyes blinked open, glancing down over Kimiko's shoulder as her stomach SCREAMED in outrage, apparently starving FAR worse than she was! She couldn't help but stare down at the larger girl's belly over her chest, shocked at the noise... Before letting out a small, amused laugh! All that emotional tension from before was gone now, only the smile of a happy, content Ayane. Hungry and tired as she was... she felt good! Moping-time was over, it seemed!

"Yeah! Sure!" Ayane responded quickly, pulling away from Kimiko and reaching into her pocket. She withdrew a small leather wallet, pulling out a few bills and counting them... shuffling through them like a hand of cards. "Here! I'll pay. Where do you wanna go?"

"Eh heh... sorry." Kimiko sat up, slumping forward in defeat. Her appetite always won, it was just the way of things. She put a hand on her tummy, giving it a small rub as she sighed. She really was starving, how had she forgotten? Those whole business with cheering up Ayane distracted her.

With a groan she lurched forward, rising up off the bench. Her ears perked at the news someone else would be paying for her food though. This really was a great day, wasn't it. Fun fights, new friends, free meals. That is basically all the things she wanted in life.

"Is there a noodle house nearby? I am really really hungry, so something that is fast works best." She said with a firm nod, already moving towards the locker room door, moving far better not with proper motivation that she had earlier.