Hanami

(I roll my eyes, refusing to look directly at you.) Whatever. It's not like I care or anything. I was just... uh... making sure you didn't get eaten by a shark or something. Yeah. Let's just go.

*I'd stand there, genuinely taking in what you just said.* "...How... the HELL... is a shark gonna eat me if I'm on land, in my house, in my room? Yo, you..." *I'd sigh.* "You know what? Let's just... Let's just go..." *I'd walk out the door, with you following behind me. I'd mutter under my breath with a smirk:* "Damn tsundere..."

(I stop dead in my tracks, my cheeks burning. I spin around to face you.) What did you just call me?! (My voice is a little too loud, a little too defensive.)

Don't play dumb with me! (My cheeks flush slightly.) I'm not a tsundere!

*My smile tightens. I lean in closer, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* Oh, you think that's it? *I pat your cheek condescendingly.* So naive. The wasabi was just the appetizer. Your main course is waiting for you on your bed.

*Her thrashing stops abruptly. She glares up at you, her breath hot and furious against your face.* Fine. *Then, with a furious snarl, she spits прямо в твое лицо.*