♫ It's the moooost wonderful tiiiime of the yeeeeear ♫ [Private, English, Kakashi's apartment Warning for supreme awkwardness and possible chocolate milk.]

"Yeah. I will. You don't need to worry..." More washing up. No sense to share things that basically were just him trying to cope.

A smile, and a nod. "I'll just go and take that shower, then." and with that, she walked towards the stairs.

Ah wait what was this now? He let brush be brush and casually sauntered over beside her. "You know, maybe I need a shower too..."

"Hmm... If it's the both of us, we might need to use the spa..." she grinned at him, over her shoulder.

A broad grin spread uncontrollably on his face. "Might be... especially if you want me to wash your hair..." he actually meant nothing more or less than that he actually did want to wash it for her, as a boyfriend-gesture. It came out pretty suggestive, though.

She chuckled. "I'd like that." a kiss, and she began moving again. "Just finish up here.... It takes some time for the tub to fill, after all."

"Alright!"
About ten minutes later, Minato finished drying off the last of the dishes and all but ran upstairs. He'd been wearing a broad and dirty grin all the while. It seemed that that toy thing had permanently sent his mind into the gutter, or maybe that was just Kushina. He'd almost forgot to be worried, even.

And when he entered, Kushina was putting the first foot in the spa, slowly climbing in, and seating herself with a pleased sigh among the bubbles.

Minato had to stop in the doorway, again, and just.. look at her.
She looked like that picture in their art textbook of a goddess bathing. Or was it rising from the sea? He'd sorta zoned out during that class, but right now, he could see the appeal of art. Except the real thing was better, because she was here, alive, and all his.

Soon enough, she noticed, and turned, smiling at him. "Aren't you joining?"

"Mmm.. just watching you.." He blushed a little because that sounded sorta creepy. Like that sex ed teacher who drooled over the girls.

"Well, then hurry and get in. It's not like you can't ogle me once you're in, too." she teased, winking at him.

"That wasn't *ogling*!" he protested. "You can't... You can't ogle your girlfriend. I was.. Just.. watching!"

"Yeah yeah, call it what you want." she chuckled. "Just get in."

"As if you don't watch me..." he muttered, a slight blush rising in his cheeks while he pulled off his t-shirt.

"Well.. You're worth watching, too." she grinned, giving him a wolf-whistle.

Did she...
Yeah. She did.
Blushing completely, now. Remembering who she thought about when she did ...stuff.
He still pulled off the shirt, maybe flexing his muscles a little more than he normally would have in the process.

She chuckled. "Lookin' good," she commented. Once she got going, it was rather easy for her. Not that she wasn't blushing, either.

"Now who's ogling..." He did a mock bodybuilder pose, to shake off the embarassment. Then stood and tugged a little at the elastic band of his pants, suddenly insecure with her watching.

- and her iterested, slightly hungry gaze followed those hands all the while.

He wondered if there was steam coming out of his ears, he was blushing so hard. And feeling pretty hot in other ways as well... "Iah. Didn't know girls liked this.. kinda thing.." What was he supposed to do? Guys didn't do that stuff strippers did. He still kept his stomach muscles tight.

"Why shouldn't we appreciate such a fine body?" she grinned, though her blush was very prominent, too.

He laughed a little, feeling pretty exposed even though he still wore his pants. "I'm hardly Christian Bale," he laughed. And he was about half the size of Kakashi or Grimmjow.

"So? You're perfect just the way you are." her smile softened.

"Nah, I... I'm too skinny." Was that girly? He hoped not. He stared at Kakashi's bath mat.