Sex and Violence (For Kaz)

"Yeah, who would ever imagine a fight leading to sex. Weird." She hand a small chuckle of her own as she reached her leg under the table and grazed it along Kuro's thigh. "You never had thought about girls before that? Even a little?"

"Not really, I guess," Kuro said. "I mean, I fought girls almost on daily basis. Those who I hanged out with were just comrades," she shrugged. "I did turn down a few girls during high school... I don't know, I just don't see myself being involved in that kind of relationship at that time."

Before she realized, Kuro had finished her meal. She drank what remained from her glass before resting her head on her hands, her leg grazed along Carmen's to return the favor.

"I spent my days working in a bookstore after I graduated. All I can say is that isn't the place to look for a possible partner," she chuckled. "It's not bad, though. I heard having a relationship could be a hassle most of the times..."

"I wouldn't know." She reached down and started to massage Kurohime's foot, gently stroking along the lines and muscles. "I've never really been in one, either. Which you could probably guess, I'm betting." She shook her head. "The few women I can find won't put up with my schedule, or I just come off a little too rough. Gentle's never been my thing."

"Heh, I can see that," Kuro chuckled again as Carmen mentioned that gentle's wasn't her style.

If anything, she felt that she's more used with rough girls herself. Her sworn sister aside, most of the opponents she faced in that so called fight club were the rough types. Carmen also made a point with the schedule thing. How many girls would be able to cope with the fact that their partner, more often than not, would be involved in an erotic fight?

"I'll help you clean the the dishes," she changed the topic suddenly.

"Huh?" The sudden shift smacked her in the face. "That's uh...sure."

True, this wasn't what Carmen expected they would be doing in their time, here...but it was nice, speaking with her like that. Something about Kuro was exciting, but eeriely calming as well - like she was a mountain with a raging volcano underneath. So dark. So mysterious.

Kuro sighed and got up from her chair to take up her dishes to the kitchen. Truth was, she didn't really know what else to say if Carmen kept pushing the topic. Sure it's been great fun so far, their fights and love making sessions had been intense, and yet she felt like she needed to draw a line.

At least for today.

They're just got caught up in the moment, or so she thought, so maybe it's wiser to take the wait and see approach first. With that in mind, she silently washed the dishes, only speaking when she's spoken to.

Ugh,'and now things felt awkward. Great job,'Carmen. You had to rush things. Like it already wouldn't be hard enough finding a girl in a city where you just barely speak the language, you have to make it more difficult.

She sighed and put the dishes up as Kuro washed them, quiet for a while as well, just thinking, remembering. Until as thought hit her. "...geez, eating food off you would've been weird as hell. Can't believe I said that."

"Yeah, I'm definitely not your girl for that stuff," Kuro snorted as Carmen brought that up, almost let the glass she held in her hand slipped.

As if it wasn't awkward enough for them already. She quickly finished the cleaning and wiped her hands on the towel. They still had like a less than half a day to spent together, but now the mood seemed to be a little spoiled. Perhaps they could just talk a little bit more before going back to "business" if that's even possible.

"Say... if you liked girls better, why signing up for Tension?" she asked.

"It's..." She paused, thinking for a moment. "Part of it is competing with my brother. But another part is because I'm attracted to girls. What happened with us is fine, but I haven't been training my whole life to have sex with girls. I can do that fine outside - in the ring, I want to fight. A real fight. And I want to fight the strongest and the best and the toughest. And Tension is the best for that, on the whole. Does that make sense?"

"It's..." She paused, thinking for a moment. "Part of it is competing with my brother. But another part is because I'm attracted to girls. What happened with us is fine, but I haven't been training my whole life to have sex with girls. I can do that fine outside - in the ring, I want to fight. A real fight. And I want to fight the strongest and the best and the toughest. And Tension is the best for that, on the whole. Does that make sense?"