Kurenai sighed. She had finally given up on her qualm against the festival and decided to go. Not that it really eased anything. But why the hell not? Was there really something to be afraid of or was she just being obnoxiously paranoid?
In any case, she was there and it was a bit late to chicken out. In all do honesty, she wasn't enjoying it. As
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Hey, Kurenai? You okay?
The voice broke her immediate train of thought and rather bland outlook on the whole situation.
"Asuma-san?" She looked up, noticing the former anguish, "I should ask you the same question."
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Looking down at Kurenai, Asuma saw nothing but beauty. "You look incredible. Whoever your meeting here is one lucky guy." He said to her as he jumped down from the rooftop to be on ground level.
Looking right into her eyes he was sure she could tell he wasn't "fine" like he said he was earlier. But he didn't care. He knew something was on her mind. Something that would make her actually come out to one of these things.
"I can see your not enjoying yourself. What's on your mind?" Asuma said calmly, with a slight grin on his face, never turning his sight from her gleaming eyes. He almost wished for her to say she had been waiting for him. But he knew it would be to good to be true.
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"I'm not meeting anyone... I'm thinking," she sighed, as if she hadn't done enough of that already, "I didn't even want to come here because of this qualm I've been having. Something bad is going to happen. I can feel it! But, alas, no one would believe me if I said anything."
The fact that Kurenai had said this hadn't registered with her mind. She was going a mile a minute, so it didn't much matter either way, for she probably couldn't stop herself if she had tried.
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