Oh Kami, I need some relaxation. NOW!!! //English, private, kakaomælk//

"Eyes like sapphires! Hair like, like, i dunno, a sunflower?" he shrieked/laughed.

He stopped laughing  - and tickling - he was so surprised. "A _sunflower_?"

Her blush returned. "I dunno! I couldn't think of anything so I, I just thought of something yellow and it came to mind, 'ttebane!"

"A.. sunflower. Well.. uhm.. thanks.. I.. guess?"

"Well, well, uhm, 's my favorite flower... So, so, might be because of that. I'm happy whenever I see some of them, And, and, uhm, you... You kinda make me really happy just by looking at you, 'ttebane." she tried to save it.

Minato's mental notebook for all things girlfriend-related immediately opened, and SUNFLOWER = FAVOURITE registered, never to be forgotten again. "Ah... thanks," he blushed and rubbed the back of his head shyly.

... Did it go? She glanced at him over her shoulder and fought not to breathe a sigh of relief. Phew. Well, sunflowers were her favorite, but that was another thing. "So... So... Can my sides rest for now?" bashing of eyelashes his way.

"Weeeellll..." tickling her was fun and all, but... ah, who was he to deny those lashes? "Alright then," he granted graciously. "How about a massage instead, long as I'm up here?"

"Ooh... It'd be nice. Sensei at home said I was too tense in neack and just around the hip joints, too."

"Probably from not having me around;" he said cheekily, and dug right in to start loosening her up.

A muffled moan against the mattress, to where she'd let her head fall. "Heh... Nope... the hips, well, one of my kick's a little off. The neck... I don't think I'm walking and sitting up straight enough."

"Well, you sorta slouch when you sit," he said helpfully, and immediately regretted it - that - was probably not a flattering thing to say at all. "Uhm, uhm.. mostly during boring subjects!?!"

"... Which are all subjects except martial arts class," she laughed, knowing very well she did lean over the table in each and every class.

"---ah, yeah." He grinned. Phew. Not ordinary girl. They'd probably be pissed off at him by now... she was still all naked and pretty. Hehehehe... He started working on the shoulders proper, making sure to caress her hair meanwhile.

"Mm... Sure you don't want me to move the hair, first? It can get rather... Tangled."

"Ah, I'll move it," he hurried to say, and started shovelling it gently out of the way, letting it slip softly through his fingers.

"... Thanks. Takes an eternity to get all the knots and tangles out." a weak grin.

"Mmmh," he acknowledged, then, on impulse, held a handful of it to his nose and breathed in deeply - then blushed, wondering if that was a silly thing to do.

"Youah... Like the smell of my hair?" she asked, slightly blushing.

"Uuu..uhuh," he affirmed, blushing more.

"'Cuz you've been sniffing it an awful lot." over the entire summer, yep. She'd noticed the small whiffs he'd allowed himself, especially after each bout of sex.

Ohhhh... busted. "Uhm. Yeah. It's. Well. I like.. like all of you. The smell of all of you. But uhm. Your hair. S. Just. Special. Good. Specially good."

".... Maybe 'cuz it's so unusual?" she asked, rather curiously. At least she'd never seen anyone not related to her family having this intense color, nor the genes allowing it to grow so long and still remain thick.

Okay.. she didn't sound upset or disgusted... good. "Yeah.. well.. It's.. what made me notice you, at least.. but.. well.. all of you's unusual.. in - in the best way."

"Heh..." a weak grin. "I always fit in better with the boys, either way. Never understood the other girls. Especially the need for makeup. C'mon, if a guy's gotta fall for you, he gotta fall for the real you, right?"