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"Well.. it's true.. You're pretty amazing." He was trying hard to say some sweet things to her. And feeling like they all sounded really corny and/or stupid.

"So're you." a soft smile lit up her features.

"Nah... Not like you," he smiled softly down at her and stroked his hand down her back.

She smiled, shook her head. "Just suck it up when I'm complimenting you, will you? I'm not telling you to get some back myself. I'm telling you because I mean it."" nonetheless she pressed closer to him, smiling like a fool.

"Mmmh... I just don't feel very special. I'll try and get used to it," he promised with a smile.

"You'd better. 'Cuz I'll keep telling you." she smirked, lifted her head to kiss him again.

There wasn't any answer to that, nor words for the gratitude and.. and way he felt at that moment, so he just returned the kiss, just a little greedily.

She smiled when they broke apart, played with his hair as she looked him in the eye.

He returned the look, a little shyly, his eyes flickering to the side ever so often. He just wanted to tell her so many things.. and he could only sit there, lost in her beautiful gaze.

She gave another, soft smile, kissed his nose as the fingers slid to the back of his neck.

A slight shiver, and he closed his eyes at the soft touch. He'd imagined it to feel good if she ever touched him this way, but.. the real thing was better.

A happy sigh, and, again, she laid her head on his shoulder. One hand at his hip, the other still toying with the soft hair at the base of his neck.

He held her a little tighter to him, kissing the top of her head. She fitted in his arms like he'd always dreamt she would. "Iah. Hope you're not mad at me for looking at your sketches. 'n stuff."

"Why would I? They were about you, after all."

"Yeah, but they were sorta personal. Guess, I, just couldn't resist." He tactfully left out the part where Kakashi and Genma had been the ones egging him on to do it. "They're good, though."

"Heh.." a small blush. "Thanks."

"Anytime..." A pause while he ransacked his mind for something interesting to say to her. But rational thought was rather scarce at the moment, so he just kissed her again.

She gave a soft smile, but then sighed, glanced at their feet as she bit her lip, thinking. Perhaps she shouldn't have said yes to this straight away. It wasn't really fair to Minato.

With the paranoia of the new-minted boyfriend, he caught on straight away. "Is something wrong?"

"Uhm. I... I was just thinking. This isn't really fair to you." she sighed, risking a glance up at him.

"Huh?" He stared down at her. "What do you mean, it's not fair?"

"Uhm. This whole, this whole..... Thing. Boyfriend. Girlfriend. Y'know. Iaah. You can't ever be the most important thing, like, you'll always have to come in second row, you do realize that, right?" she rambled, spoke so fast that some words flowed into others.

"Oh."
He didn't really know how to feel at that. Vaguely, he supposed he should be unhappy, but even being allowed to hold her, kiss her, that was more than enough. Still... it stung a little.

"It's okay. I know you have a dream," he reassured her.

She bit her lip, nodded. "It's always been the one thing I always had to go back to, and, and, y'know, when sensei suggested I could go pro, I.... Well, yeah. Barely did anything else. If it weren't for my parents I wouldn't even be here." she muttered, rubbed her own upper arm, a tad nervously.

"It's okay," he hastened to reassure her. "I understand..." And yet... just that moment, he'd thought she felt the same as him. Just as much...
Reality was a bitch, wasn't it.